Allison's POV

“Stop beating my back so hard, Alison. You are going to break my back,” he groaned at some point, yet he didn't relax his grip on me.

“Sorry,” I replied with a sarcastic tone. “I don't intend to break down your back, I tend to kill you, and I think I’ll break down your spine first to do that if you don't drop me down.”

“Okay,” he groaned again, stifling a chuckle as he did. He dropped me on the grass, almost roughly, since I had just slammed my fist against his ...