I am not certain why the thought makes me smile, but it does. His gaze turns to me, and his keen green eyes take me in, and If I wasn't so riddled with mirth toward this boy, I would appreciate the gesture. Even though my heart belonged to another.

He stands to his tall, broad-shouldered stature and takes a few steps closer to me.

"When I said come, I didn't think you would. Have you acquired your toy?" He asks me with a slow yet precision smile that has been taught to us by our ...