The Bad Boy Has A Soft Spot

Chapter 43 Diamond in the rough

Roselia's POV

2 weeks later.

-9:40 a.m.-

"It's so hard!"

"Suck it."

"I can't keep up with your pace!"

"You're the one who wanted to do this, flower."

"It hurts Jace!"

"Stop whining and bend over."

"I thought my torture was over when exams ended but this makes me want to go back to exams." He used his knee to push me harder into my legs as I reached for my toes with my arms. Darn it!! That was painful as hell. I could almost feel my tendons tear at every joint in my body.

"You need to be flexible." He brushed his hands over my hair to remove it from my face. And even though I couldn't see him, I wanted him to drown under my death glare. "You've shown me your potential a long time ago flower. Why can't you do it now?"

Immediately, I sprang up to my full height and my cheeks burned at the thought. "Jasper!" I punched him aggressively to shut him up and looked around to see if there were people around us.

'It's in his own gym in his house. Why would you think there would be someone else?'

'I don't know! People seems to be able to walk in on us at the right moment.'

He smirked as he saw my flustered actions. "Relax, flower." He snaked an arm around my waist to pull me closer. His hot breath fell on my forehead as he spoke, "I'll make sure you're only flexible for me."

My breathing hitched as his warm, hot body pressed harder into mine. With only two layers of thin T-shirts separating us, I could definitely feel the manliness of his chest. Oh, how much I missed the feeling on him!

"I miss your scent." I bored into his green eyes with adoration and took a big whiff of the ocean scent radiating off of him. "You always smell good."

He leaned into my face to place a small kiss, almost. "I miss you too." Just as we were about to kiss for the first time after a two weeks of vacuum from each other, I slid out of his hold when he was the most distracted and spun to kick him on the side. It was still clumsy; he still haven't taught me anything. Just 30 minutes of awful stretching horror.

He scoffed at my giggles and turned to face me. "Okay, flower. You're already a tactician, aren't you?" His green eyes shone under the summer sun as he raked my figure up and down, impressed.

"I feel like I'm getting the hang of this." I patted him on the shoulder. I really didn't know how cunning he was but I guess he proved himself by snatching my wrist and throwing me 180 degrees to the ground.

It all happened so fast and suddenly, my fall was stopped by him and I was carried in his arms bridal style.

"That's how you defend yourself against physical assault." He said with a deep husky voice. For a minute there I was just lost in his eyes and couldn't find my way back to reality.

Ah... I missed that so much.

Once I did, I squirmed in his touch to remove myself. "T-Teach me."  I stuttered as soon as I stood up on my own. Stutter? When was I the person who stuttered?

His tattooed arm brushed the hair out of my face and smirked. "Spread your legs."

I gulped but I followed obediently. He turned around until he was behind me and pressed him close against me and whispered. "Get ready, baby." He brushed his hand seductively at the curves of my side before it landed on my shoulders.