Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson's gaze fell on Whitney's hands. "Remove your hands," he commanded coldly.

Whitney gripped tighter and squeezed a bright smile a t him. "I have something to tell you, Lil' Jens."

"Go on then." Jenson looked impatient.

A coy smile exuded from Whitney's eyes. She suddenly stood on her toes and pressed her delicate lips on Jenson's.

As though struck by lightning, Jenson glared at her with his frosty and furious eyes.

Like a kid caught doing bad things, Whitney started blushing with shame. "I like you, Jenson."

Jenson wiped his lips that she had touched in disgust and snapped. "Are you mad?"

"Yes, I am mad. I like you. I'm madly in love with you." Whitney grinned.

"What did you consume to get so precocious?" Jenson said furiously.

"I've thought about it, Jens. I know we're both very young, and I did want to wait until you grew up a little more before confessing to you, but as you slowly grow taller, more and more girls in the academy are starting

have a crush on you. I don't feel

that I've kissed you, you

I gave you my first kiss,

stared speechlessly at her. "I'm not even 13

I'll wait until you grow up. Boys in our country can get married

me,

Whitney's smile froze.

"Jens..."

sued you for child molestation, and yet, here

Jenson sneered before leaving.

terrazzo gravel floor, creating a huge hole in the

flew over and crashed into

he possibly graduate if a bad*ss woman like Whitney was in

in Jenson's head and a wicked

slowly turned around and said with a cold countenance, "Do

at him in a daze, then replied grumpily, "That's because you, kid, don't have good taste and don't know how to appreciate a good girl!" Jenson said, "Would anyone like a barbarian who only knows how to fight all