You'll be the death of me

Im Abby the girl who isn't afraid to speak her mind. The bad girl. She's stubborn and been through a lot. Don't mess with her. You'll regret it.
I whimper as he comes closer.

"Do i make you nervous?" he chuckled darkly. "N-oo" God damn why did i have to stutter? He grinned as he pinned me to the wall his face leaning to my ear.
"Really?" He nibbled on my ear. I'm the bad girl i should be making HIM nervous!
"Really" and with that i smash our lips together.