"Woah, says the girl who has a stick up her but." He glares and sits down on the bed frame. "Ugh! I hate this, who are you now a days?" I scold and head to storm off. Running over Luke reaches for my wrist, quickly he pulls me. Spiralling into his arms, I look up from his chest to his slim diamond cut jaw line. Beaming his blue diamond eyes he hesitates, as he brings his face closer to mine. "You hate me, but angel your body doesn't." his whisper echoes into my ear.