First message
I brush away a strand of her hair away from her face and tuck it behind her ear. Kayla's body stirs against the couch cushions. She was so cute trying to take me into the police station, but I can't let that happen. Luckily knocking Kayla out was easy enough. Her eyes flutter open and she lets out a small gasp moving from my hand. She tries to push me away, she soon realizes that her hands are handcuffed and I say, You were trying to get those on me yesterday. Tch. How the tables have turned.