'What about Cheona? Who is she?'
Run, Kawee!
I started walking away, his anatomy creating permanent mental images. I couldn't think anymore, my body was heating up, my head swelling with fire. It was like the heat was back but not as strong as it was before. He placed his hands on my shoulder to stop me from leaving. Heck! Did he know what he was doing to me? Did he? 'Please, Makawee, Killian and I are anxious.' he pleaded. I chuckled.
You're anxious and I'm horny.
'You said please again,' I giggled, at least my lips did.
'Don't get too cocky. If you are still mad, then I'm sorry, ignore everything I do because I am a bastard.' The gasp automatically left my mouth, my eyes widened as I whirled around to face him.
'Did you just apologise?'
He shuddered with revulsion. 'Urgh, that wor
