TheClosetKidnapper

Jace glares at Hermes before drawing Rayah ever closer into his torso, cradling her face in his hands. "I'm not leaving." He whispers.

Ali The girl follows and begins to play, the game starting.

"It's my freaking life!" Jace pulls Rayah closer, enraged by this.

"The correct person?" Jace laughs. "Who the hell are you to decide who the correct person for me is?!"

Noooooo!

Lol. Sorry. I misread. I'll edit. Ali I pout, handing over five chips, and walk past her towards a blackjack table, placing a bet or two.

Ugh, the assignments aren't being given out yet. Lol. The only reason Mark got his is because he caught Brent off guard and asked about something. Everyone else will get ...

"You don't even know me." Jace hisses. "You didn't give me second thought, didn't recognize me when you walked in. I am not who you are."

Ali "Hm." I look at the girl who asks to flip for a few chips. "Sure." I smile and wait for the coin toss. "Heads."

"At least I'm willing to stick around." Jace snaps.

Ali I walk into the casino, smiling bright with my wallet full of money, and head off to exchange the cash for some chips, looking around for familiar or interesting ...

Jace shrugs his touch off, pulling Rayah away. "An actual life?" He asks. "This is the closest thing to an acutal life, an actual family that I'll ever come close ...

Brent Damn. "It's not an assignment." I say. "He asked a question and I answered it." I glanced around at the others, wondering what Vixen meant by Hunter being my ...

I've already got that spot...unless there's one for Tarn too.

"I'm not you." Jace says, turning back to Rayah. "I'm not abandoning the one I love or our child."