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and reveling in the rush of new sensations his
touch was wringing out of her.
    They were sensations that made her shudder
and weak in the knees.
    Lost in a newly discovered world of sensory
pleasure she was unprepared, when he suddenly grabbed her by the
shoulders, spun her around and as she turned, rob her of her back
pack.
    Stunned, she stumbled away from him; he
stretched a hand out to steady her but she slapped it away. He
stared down at her and in his cold eyes she saw the truth. They
showed no evidence that he'd been moved by the embrace.
    He'd been playing with her.
    A flood of humiliation, threatened to pull
her under and only her pride kept her from lashing out at him.
There was nothing she could say or do. They both knew she'd enjoyed
their interlude.
    "I'm a lot smarter than your useless body
guards" He told her, dangling the backpack just out of her reach.
"You can have this back when we get to your house." He informed
her, "and don't worry. I won't peek" He assured her over his
shoulder as he walked away.
    Embarrassed, surprised, confused, shocked,
hurt, angry -those emotions and more raged through her like a fire
through a forest. Devouring all the earlier emotions he-and no
other-had managed to wring out of her.
    She stood there, burning inside, and watched
him get into the car that was blocking her exit. She couldn't
believe it. She didn't know who she should direct her anger
towards- at him for playing with her or at herself for falling for
it. The only thing she was sure of was that she would never let him
know just how much his teasing had hurt her.
    Deep down she'd harbored a spark of hope.
Hope that all those looks he'd been sending her way meant that he
was attracted to her. That spark of hope had been ruthlessly
extinguished with his callous treatment.
    She was such an idiot. When was she going to
learn?
    If her own parents didn't want her how could
anyone else want her?
    Jessica took a deep breath and steeled her
back and pushed her fears away. She was determined to never let
anyone see just how much they could hurt her.
    Jessica strapped her helmet on and jumped on
her bike. After turning it on, she waited for him to move the car
so she could back up and once on the road she hit the gas and led
him to her house.
    If she didn't need her backpack so much,
she'd tell the jerk to keep it and stuff it. Unfortunately for her,
everything in it held a lot of sentimental value.
    For now she was going to have to play by his
rules but as soon as she had the chance, she was getting her
revenge.
    During the drive back to the Robertson's
house, she drove extra careful. Making sure she stayed close to
jerk face at all times. If she hit a yellow light, instead of
rushing through it she would slam on the breaks so the red light
wouldn't separate them.
    It was the drive from hell.
    Once at the Robertson’s she parked her bike
in the driveway and they parked in front of the house. Jessica
hopped off her bike and strode purposely towards the car. Looking
like he had no care in the world, he climbed out of the passenger
seat with her backpack slung over one shoulder,. He shut the door
and leaned against it. Feet spread apart and arms crossed across
his chest.
    The sight of his biceps almost made her
stumble. The memory of those arms wrapped around her sent chills
down her arms. For a few seconds she’d felt protected, cherished
but it had been a lie. The reason for his callous overture was
currently hanging over his shoulder.
    With chin raised and she kept walking towards
him and when she was a few feet from him she stuck out her hand.
Silently asking for what was hers.
    Instead of handing it over, he grabbed her
hand and pulled her closer. The move was so unexpected-and fast-she
stumbled when he let go of her hand. With lightning fast reflexes
she stuck her hands out in an attempt to halt her down fall.
    Her hands landed on his chest and for Jessica
it was the perfect opening. Taking the necessary steps to stand
between