15.The Secrets of the Past

Jack

Seeing that she had finally relented, I released her, gently touched her hair and reclined on the bed.

"Don't touch me." She glared at me, moving far away from me as soon as she was free.

I chuckled. "Is the fire back on in you?"

She hissed. "I never lost the fire."

I smiled, looking at her with a suggestive look. She arched her eyebrows at me and I knew she wondered what I was thinking of at the moment.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I am thinking of?"

She snorted. "If it's not about you getting yourself out of my room, I don't care."

"Really? I didn't know you to give up so easily."

"And I didn't know you to be one to force yourself on a lady. Oh, you always do." She taunted me.

I chuckled. She never lost the fire indeed. "Are you sure you don't want to know what I am thinking of?"

"What is the point of asking when you are going to eventually tell me in the end?"

I chuckled. "Since you are so curious, let me tell you. I only want to ask you a question."

"If you want to ask me