Ryan smiled, "See, that's why I was saying you should leave. You are weak and you need a bodyguard like Jake. I feel bad for him actually. Poor guy doesn't even know what he has gotten himself into."
Zara grew frustrated due to his continuous taunts and stomped on his feet. Ryan bit back his tongue. "So, that is what you do? Stomp on everyone's feet?"
Zara shouted pointing a finger at him, "Ryan, if you are going to teach me anything, do it now. If you are only going to bicker and yell at me, I will leave. Don't be rude just because you can."
Ryan ran his hand through his hair "Fair enough, for real this time. Hit me with everything you got."
Zara tried to cool down her anger and to look at anywhere but his face. His ripped body was shrouded by only a flimsy t-shirt and she recalled the way she had clawed at his chest.
Were the nail marks still there?
