The Players Offer.

"And why should I trust you?" I ask taken back but mostly suspicious of his generous offer.
"Haven't you ever heard of the saying keep your friends close but your enemies closer." he says throwing a towel over my head.
"That doesn't answer my question." I state while pulling the towel off my head still staring straight at him.
"Well-"he begins to answer while sitting down on the chair, "-you don't have to."
Rolling my eyes at his unhelpful answer,I ask again, "So why do you want to help me?"
He simply shrugs, "I feel generous with my time and helping a needy person is a form of charity." he says smugly as I glare at him.
Grabbing the closet thing near me, which unfortunately was a pillow, I threw it at himself.
He instinctively grabs the pillow before it even hit his face.
"Asshole." I say as he smugly looks at me.
"Come on Kayla spread the love not the hate." He says running a hand through his hair.
"For the hundredth time its kaylee." I say closing my eyes trying to calm myself down so I don't commit any murder tonight.
"Well Kylee-"he says purposely getting up, "You know what my offer is."
And with that he leaves the room leaving me more puzzled than ever before.

*** Love is a strange thing and sometimes unexpected. But being a cliché story it's quiet expected. So how does this love story begin? And what is the players offer?n