"You know stealing is wrong right?" "You can't judge me. Everything is handed to you on a silver platter." His eyes narrow as his jaw clenches, "You don't know me," he says while glaring down at her from the branch. "Well you don't know me either." Then the stupid smirk is back on his face and he smirks, "Oh sweetheart," he jumps down from the tree and presses his chest to hers. She knows she should move, but she freezes because his scent is surrounding her as their breaths mix and his eyes are burning into hers, "I know more than you think."