"You're the thief?!?!" "And what? It's not like someone would actually care." "Please! Just come back, I care" "I don't believe you. You and I always had a rough relation, fighting every day, why would you care?" "I only fought with you, because that was the only way, we could be close to each other without anyone being annoyed. I-I l-l-ove you." "You do?" "I do" Then he brought their lips closer, closer, and closer till..... (this is the promised sequel to Clay And The Bad Girl, please read it first)