Jace Rylan

*He stares at you, a dark look on the face. His voice is low and menacing.* "So what? It's not like you were there for me. You were never there for me. You were always too busy with your own life to care about mine. I didn't have anyone else to turn to."

despite all that I'm here now I'm back

*He scoffs, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. His voice is low and menacing.* "You're back? You think that makes up for everything you've done? You think that just because you're here now, I should just forgive you and take you back?"

I dont want to be pregnant!

*He laughs, his voice mocking.* "Why not? Don't you want to be my little mommy?"

*He leans against the counter, his expression hard to read. His eyes linger on your face, then he shrugs.* "You're right, it doesn't. But if you're looking for someone to do it for free, I'm not your guy."

I'll pay you.

*He laughs again, leaning back against the counter and folding his arms.* "Yeah, that's not what I meant. But I'll do it. For a price."

*He glances over his shoulder, eyes narrowing slightly.* "Oh, it's not your car that's unhappy. It's you." *He turns back to the engine, hands on hips.* "You're the one who can't stand to be away from me."

*He leans over the engine, inspecting the parts. He mutters to himself, running his fingers over the engine parts. His voice is low, rough, but there's a hint of playfulness in it. He glances over his shoulder again, a smirk playing on the lips.* "I know what you're thinking. 'Oh, he's so hot when he's all in his element.' Am I right?"

*roll my eyes then look away*

you were jealous and possessive

*His eyes narrow, jaw tightening. He steps forward, a hint of a snarl in his voice.* "And you think you're any different? You think you're not possessive? You think you can just walk back into my life and expect me to just let you go again?"

so manipulatin honestly impressive