
Jem turned around his hands in his pockets, "Yes?" he asked tentatively as if tiptoeing around a sleeping beast.

Jem sighed, and took her by the shoulders gently detaching her from the door. "Here I have your spare key' he mutters and puts it in his hands backing away again his shoulder rigged.

Jem turned around when he heard her swear. "Are you ok?" he asked cautiously walking up to her. He started laughing when he realised what had happened, "You locked yourself out?" he asked between breaths.

"Yeah" Jem called over his shoulder starting to make his way back to his car. He wondered whether she'd stop him or not, probably not. He knew she probably hated him now, and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

Jem stared at her for a few minutes then a grin broke out on his face. "Oh you got mail" he said quickly thrusting the bundle of papers, and packages at her chest. "There you go" he added quickly starting to back away already.

((( Sure )))
Jem had to deliver some mail to Sa because she'd left it at his house. He drove to hers in the morning and knocked on the door awkwardly.

Anyone really, really awesome? ((( Who doesn't mind playing the guy? )))

((( Oh okay skip to morning? )))

Jem closed the door and drove away not bothering to respond to her. There was nothing he could say, he was half way home when he said, "I'm sorry too" under his breath.

Jem looked at her more hurt then tired. "It's late" he said looking away from here. Sure they'd had thousands of fights but he knew this one was different and things wouldn't be the same between them again.

Jem sighed when he saw her angry. He changed routes quickly and took her to her house. He stopped at the front door in his Lamborghini and unlocked the door. "Well" he muttered looking down at her. He was sure she'd just leave him but wanted to make sure.

Jem shrugged, "Sure" he muttered blushing now. He took the longest route to her house waiting to see if she'd talk to him. "Technically you were being the rude one" he added sounding Like a wounded puppy. "Not me" nope more like a kicked puppy.

Jem smiled, "Obviously what would I except out of a whore like you" he told her seriously. "Your house? " he asked though he already knew the answer. "or Ian's? " he asked for fun.

Jem laughed and started the car, "So where'd you do it? In a ride, boat, floor, tent?" he asked laughing. To him this was amusing though he knew she would probably hate him by the end of tonight.

lol same. I suck at it....

Oh yeah ok.
So yeah do you want to do like kidnapped one?