Playing The Bad Boy's Game (Completed July 2012) FIRST BOOK SO IT IS CRAP W A R N I N G

Chapter 28: Time to face the evil-flesh-eating-llamas-with-vampire-sucking-fangs

Chapter 28: Time to face the evil-flesh-eating-llamas-with-vampire-sucking-fangs

This is a shortie chapter xD sorry about it but hey: BIG PLOT GOING ON!! I have everything planned out from now till the Epilogue of PTBBG so you got to give me praise for that :D

RIVYN'S P.O.V.

Wearing Brian's shirt, I yawned, and realized where I was. Alone in a cabin with Brian Daniels.

"Wow. You're actually up," Brian laughed, leaning against the door frame, already dressed and ready to go.

Hugging a pillow, I stuffed my face in it, and smiled, keeping my eyes on him. "Were you pulling off an Edward just now?"

He laughed, "An Edward?"

Crawling out, I stood up, scratching my messy bed hair. "Were you watching me sleep?"

Pretneding to think about it, he gave a sly grin, "Perhaps."

I wrinkled my nose, and took my sweat pants hanging from the dresser, pulling them on. "You honestly don't know how creepy that is, do you?"

"Ah, Rivyn, dear. No matter how creepy things get for me, I still make it sexy," he beamed, wiggling his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes, and brushed past him, into the kitchen. His blankets and pillow was still lying on the couch, sprawled over the cushions.

The last of what I remembered of the night before was me dozing off into Brian's arms as we watched The Breakfast Club, cuddling up in mounds of blankets. He must have carried me to bed, and tucked me in, leaving me to sleep alone.

In his shirt.

With no pants.

I spun around and shot Brian a death glare. "Brian," I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes?" he called out, handing me over a bowl of Cheerios.

Sitting on the couch, I folded my legs pretzel style, taking a scoop of the crunchy bits. "How did I end up in your shirt with no pants?"

He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. His eyes searched into the milk, spinning his spoon around.

I made a disapproved scowl in disgust, but he quickly added, "Calm your action down.  If I wanted you naked, I would have just done a Magic Mike strut, and with a snap of my hip, your panties would drop to the ground. 

"You mean with a snap of your hip, your head would drop to the ground while I do a Magic Fist."  Shooting another killer glare, I threw a Cheerio at his forehead, and grinned at his stunned reaction. "Say what you want but you're still a perv.

"A sexy perv." 

"Okay. Now you're just a douche." 

"A sexy do--" 

"Don't even GO there." 

"I never knew you were a cup size C." 

"You--" 

"Sexy pervertive douche." 

"Oh just shut up."

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I clipped in my seatbelt and watched as Brian climbed in the drivers spot. "You ready to head home?" he asked, "'Cause we could just stay another night if you wanted--"

I laughed, "Why miss a chance to see those non-hibernating bears you were talking about yesterday?"

Brian smiled and chugged the engine, clicking a button for the garage to open. Slowly strolling out, I merely gasped from the breathtaking view. Noticing now, the cabin was just at the tip end of a hill, looking out into the Vancouver city below. Early in the morning, a thin mist surrounded the city, the Christmas lights still sparkling. I could see people stroll along the streets, used to the cold winter with their mitts and scarves. Hot chocolate was already being sold by the large skating rink, children cutting along the ice with warm mugs.