Chapter Nine    ~Coldfeet~

Jasper

I could hug Gwen for what she did. But I wouldn't.

What's the reason for making her feel too important?

She will think I owe her. Never! I pretend not to feel moved by what she's done.

I had lost track of time and forgot that the next class was the mating class. It was already too late for me to quietly slip out. Mr Mike wasn't a man to be tempered with.

He was strict and a disciplinarian. He has taken the mating class for years. Not because he was good at teaching it but because he was the one who said the wild stuff we did during mating in a romantic way.

I was about to shove my chair backward and walk out of the class when Mr Mike asked what Gwen was doing there.

I was also surprised to see her. After ignoring my message, she appears here to give me my answer. What a girl!

Perhaps she wasn't that much of a slug anyway, because one had to be smart to pull the stuff she did today. I told her to come by the house today.

Terms and conditions! Is there a need? Definitely. I