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me to mind my manners.”
I replied with equal attitude.
    He frowned and leaned closer.
“Go ahead, treat yourself. We’ll be leaving soon, Angel .” I didn’t waste
any time in shaping my retort at Angel ; Isat cross-legged on the
counter and started feasting on the yummy-looking fare.
    I want to confess something.
I’m usually well-mannered and patient with everything I do. But I occasionally surprise
myself. I attacked the sandwiches like I’d been starving for days and made a pig
out of myself. My wet hair dangling here and there hindering my feeding and I unsuccessfully
tried to brush them away. Two long, tapered fingers rolled around my tresses and
fixed them behind my ear.
    I lifted my eyes in surprise
as a shudder went through me. He extended his other hand and fixed some more strands
behind the other ear, all the while looking into my eyes.
    For the first time, I looked
at him, like really looked at him, not just his eyes. I looked at those high cheekbones,
the etched jaw line, curvy mouth, brown hair, and blue eyes that looked like the
sea the day before but now bore a resemblance to a cloudless sky. He had a lean,
slender body and elegant hands. My god he was beautiful! Not pretty like Chris,
but incredibly stunning.
    Why, oh why was I mesmerized
by the absolutely wrong guys? I mentally chided myself at the incredulity. How could
I change this much in just one day? I never so much as drooled over the most stunning
football player and now here I was staring at my abductor.
    Like I had not been
acting stupid already, I did the stupidest thing ever a girl could do in such a
situation. I lifted my half-eaten sandwich and offered him a bite, “Yum…. do
you want…some sandwich…?”
    That broke his trance and
he moved away, quickly regaining composure of himself. He strolled several paces
away from me like some reverse magnetic field had been initiated. “Finish quickly.
I don’t have all the time in the world,” He said blandly.
    My appetite was now surprisingly
lost, but I still ate my unfinished sandwich and scooted down from the counter.
Mr. Monster was busy on his cell phone, and to my utmost surprise, the window on
the far side of the kitchen was wide open revealing a narrow street. His back was
facing me. This was perfect timing. I slowly dawdled towards the window and took
a peek outside. Not a soul in sight. Then I looked back: he was still busy on the
phone. I silently thanked the gods and jumped out the window.

Chapter 4
     
    Well, I thanked the
gods a little too early. When has God ever listened to my pleadings? I had merely
put one foot on the ground when someone grabbed me from behind. I stuck my elbow
in his stomach, but he remained unfazed. I tried to maneuver my free hand toward
his throat to strangle him, but his head tilted sideways making my hand twist in
pain. He grasped my waist in an iron hold and pulled me back over the windowsill.
    I landed on top of him,
my back colliding with his hard chest while his arms gripped me strongly at the
waist. He rolled me over and now he was on top of me, his body weight crushing me. 
I gasped for air.
    “Aren’t you an intelligent
little kitten?” He said in a surprisingly calm tone.
    He restrained my hands above
my head and tangled his legs with mine in such a manner that I couldn’t even move
an inch.
    “Now will you call it a
day or do you want to play more? I certainly am in no mood to role play Tom and
Jerry.”
    “Jerry’s cuter than you.”
I made an obvious point.
    “ What ?”
    “You just want to be a kitten,
so I’ll obviously be playing Tom. That leaves you to play Jerry.” Here I was, restrained
by an absolutely dangerous fugitive and my mind was playing Albert Einstein. Great,
just great, now I’m officially crazy.
    Saying he looked amused
would be an understatement. If my mind hadn’t been preoccupied with so many thoughts,
I’d have swore I saw his lips twitch sideways in an attempt to hide an obvious smile.
    He rose on