Demitri
I can't help but laugh at her attitude of not caring about anything.
Mark is cautious of her. I can't blame him for that. She's not about to apologise—well, she doesn't mean it anyway—so I give up on that.
“Stay there, I want you after,” I tell her before walking to where Mark is.
I jump and spin, feeling her smack my ass. Glaring at her, she just laughs.
“What the hell?” I look at her and fight back the smile.
“Has a little bounce to it,” she says while grinning, and I turn so she doesn't see me smiling or laughing. 'Has a little bounce to it?' Who the hell says that and does that anyway?
Shaking the thoughts from my mind, I go to where Mark is waiting. He's keeping his distance from her. I can't blame him for that.
“So we got footage from the place,” he says, putting the
