"Well do you actually want to do seven minutes in heaven?" He asked, clearly having too much fun with this subject. His green eyes glinted with mischief, but from the faint light in the confined closet, he also looked like a harmless innocent child. Stupid trick of the lights I guess. I look at him in shock, subsiding the anger I have for his amusement. "Surprised you asked." I say, laughing nervously. "But no, you're a stranger to me." And sounds like a gentleman too, but it's probably just my imagination. I'm sure any girl would fall into his muscular arms, just waiting to be whisked into his bed. "Well you're a stranger to me too, but that didn't stop anything before." He smirks, dimples seeping into his tan cheeks before he shrugs. "But that is your decision." I give him a confused look before sitting cross legged on the rough carpet. "What do you mean?" He looks at me, amused again, him seeming even more freakishly tall and massively built as he towers over my shrinked form. "Don't you know who I am? Or what I am?" "A bad boy." I state plainly, fiddling with my shoe laces. He nods, but gestures me to continue. "I don't know what else to say, other than the fact that you're a player." He cocks his eyebrow and squats in front of me. "Is that so, little freckles?" When a shy Canadian girl named Jasmine moves to California, her life flips as she sees a whole new world. Not only does the nice scenery of Cali differ from the cold icy snow, but so does the people near her. She's a foster kid, only recently adopted by her family. Her new sister Gabby holds secrets, and so do her family and the bad boys next door. What will she learn about this new world? And how far will Cole Jordan rock her world for better, or for worse. *UNDER CONSTRUCTION! BEGINNING CHAPTERS CRINGEY SINCE IT'S MY FIRST STORY THAT I STARTED IN 7TH GRADE BUT EVENTUALLY GETS BETTER SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK* *IN DESPERATE NEED OF A COVER! PLEASE HELP*