Bad Intentions

Fourteen

What?

WHAT?

"What the hell do you mean 'it wasn't that bad'?!" I raised my voice mimicking his. "My head almost came off my shoulders from all the whiplash you gave me!"

"Oh come on. Don't tell me you didn't have fun." He said resting his arm on the console, his hazel eyes held playfulness.

Okay, I did.

But don't tell him that.

I glared at him as I held the side of my neck that ached. Damn, this is gonna ache for days. I swear he was worst then Kayla. Wait, scratch that. Jace just did that to get a reaction out of me. Kayla is just a bad driver as it is.

Wait, don't tell her I said that.

I actually need the ride.

"Next time you want to go on a joy ride make sure I'm not in the car." Jace just smiled smugly.

"Turn around." He said pointing towards the passenger door.

"Why?" I asked as I narrowed my eyes at him. I didn't trust him to not do something weird or annoying. I barely knew him as is.

He let out a soft sigh. "Just do it."

I arched a brow. That's not convincing. He not good at the convincing game.

Well, neither are you.

"I don't want too." I told him stubbornly as I crossed my arms across my chest.

A sigh left his lips once more. "Do you always have to be so difficult?"

I thought about his statement for a moment. "Yes."

It's just who I am.

Jace rolled his eyes and turn my shoulders causing me to face the door. As much as I wanted to resist, he was way stronger then I was and I decided to obliged instead of possible getting another aching muscle from resisting.

I felt his hand brush my hair to the side exposing my neck. A slight shiver ran down my body from the motion. I shook it off as soon as it came. "You're not gonna chop my hair off or stick gum in it, right?" I asked stupidly.

A deep chuckle left his lips and I felt my cheeks warm up in embarrassment. Great job, Leah. "We're not in kindergarten."

Before I could respond, I felt his fingers pressed gently against the crook of my neck. A rush of shivers flooded my body once more, but this time from his sudden contact. His fingers worked their way down and back up massaging the tension out of my neck.

A sigh of pleasure left my lips and once again my cheeks flooded with embarrassment. I mentally cursed for allowing myself for doing that.

Seriously, Leah. You're doing a great job riding on the embarrassment train.

Jace pulled his hand away and it was soon replaced with the warmth of his breath. "I can show you exactly what my hands can do." He whispered huskily into my ear.