Define 'Love'

“You know you’re going to fall in love with me, they all do” He said, his voice laced with lust.

“Define ‘love’ for me, Blake, and I don’t know who ‘they’ are but I will certainly not be one of them” I replied stubbornly, waiting for his next move. It was like a game of chess, every move decides the fate of the end.

“You’ll see” He said, walking away. But not before he could give me a wink and a slap on my bum.

Blake O’Donnell was the type of boy a daddy would tell their sweet little angels to stay clear of but the type of boy every girl fawned over. He was bad, never attended classes, it was a mystery as to how he’s still in school.

I would be staying away from him if I was;
- A sweet little angel.
- Not intrigued by him.