98 GIFTED

ARIEL'S POV Luke, with his eyed still fixed it me, smirked, and began to traipse in my direction. I looked around, left and to the right, wondering if I was actually the one he was coming to meet. And when I glanced at him once more, I noticed how he couldn't take his eyes off me. Okay, creepy. And finally, he got nigh to me, looking into my eyes, and reminding me how tall he was. This was actually a perfect opportunity to kneel his balls, or maybe grab his throat and choke him. Worst–I could even give him a leg sweep, then thrust his dirty ass to the road, and let the vehicles crush his bones. Smart moves, malevolent thinking. Yeah, got to face reality, none of that was going to come to pass. "You look more beautiful from afar than when someone's actually close to you." Luke smirked, his hands still in his pockets. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. "I have no time for this right now." "Oh really? But you had the time to be rude to me on the phone," he brough