15.The Secrets of the Past

Jack Seeing that she had finally relented, I released her, gently touched her hair and reclined on the bed. "Don't touch me." She glared at me, moving far away from me as soon as she was free. I chuckled. "Is the fire back on in you?" She hissed. "I never lost the fire." I smiled, looking at her with a suggestive look. She arched her eyebrows at me and I knew she wondered what I was thinking of at the moment. "Aren't you going to ask me what I am thinking of?" She snorted. "If it's not about you getting yourself out of my room, I don't care." "Really? I didn't know you to give up so easily." "And I didn't know you to be one to force yourself on a lady. Oh, you always do." She taunted me. I chuckled. She never lost the fire indeed. "Are you sure you don't want to know what I am thinking of?" "What is the point of asking when you are going to eventually tell me in the end?" I chuckled. "Since you are so curious, let me tell you. I only want to ask you a question." "If you want to ask me