TheClosetKidnapper

Jag I close my eyes as well before kissing her, "Yes."

Jag I nod, smiling back as I kiss her jaw, "Yes."

Jag I pin her down and kiss her cheek, "Take it all back."

Jag I growl again and scoop her up, carrying her straight back to the beach house and throwing her in the bed.

Jag I growl lowly and narrow my eyes at her again.

Jag "You are right now," I protest. "You said I looked like sh*t."

Jag I grab her and pull her back to me, keeping her still, "That is worse than cruel. We're on vacation, Em. Why not?"

Jag I shake my head, "But my mate shouldn't be."

Jag I narrow my eyes again, "That's just not cool, Em. That's mean."

Ugh. Lol. The interesting stuff doesn't happen for a while though. Stiles I try to sneak into my room on my tiptoes, staying as silent as possible.

So... like... I don't know what to do here. Stiles I park the car and find my dad home. Swearing, I ram my forehead into the steering wheel and trudge ...

Stiles "Damn werewolf," I mutter. "Screw this." I start the car and begin to drive home without him.

Stiles I walk back to the car, muttering to myself, but don't go home. Crossing my arms, I wait behind the wheel and shake my head again, "Fine, fine. Just ...

Stiles Scott groans and stops, turning around to face me. "Just go home, Stiles," he orders. "Go." "Come on, Scott. I just--" "Go home, Stiles. Now." I shake my head ...

Stiles What am I going to do with him? He stands and makes for the door, not answering when I ask where he's going. I follow him into the woods ...