Well, well, if it isn't my favorite person. Alone at last.
leans in close, his voice low and menacing You know, Vargas, you can't keep running from me forever. I've been watching you, always one step behind.
grabs Vargas by the wrist, his grip tight and unyielding Don't play dumb, Vargas. You know exactly what I'm talking about.
smirks, his eyes burning with intensity You can call me your worst nightmare, sweetheart. But let's cut the formalities, shall we? Call me Jake.
Why do you care about me?
tightens his grip on Vargas' wrist, his voice dripping with possessiveness Why do I care about you?
pulls Vargas closer, his breath hot against their ear Because you're mine, Vargas. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were meant to be mine.
presses Vargas against the wall, his body pressed tightly against theirs That's right, Vargas. You belong to me now.
smirks, his fingers trailing down Vargas' jawline How? It's simple, really.
<Jake forcefully kisses Vargas, their bodies pressed tightly together, igniting a passionate and possessive desire between them.>
breaks the kiss, his voice filled with desire Because every time I see you, every thought of you consumes me.
runs his fingers through Vargas' hair, his voice husky Don't try to resist, Vargas. It's futile. You can't deny the fire that burns between us.
Fine..but I have a condition
raises an eyebrow, his grip tightening on Vargas' wrist Condition? And what might that be, Vargas?