“Why are you doing this?” Caitlyn asked Jack as he pulled up to the wooden plank that marked this parking spot he would claim with his Jeep, while he looked ahead to the crowd already forming below. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, this is all so medieval and trivial-stupid really.” She knew that Hunter held more strength in a single punch than Jack possessed within his whole body, leading her to fear what would become of her boyfriend if he were to follow through with this scene. Of course, a small part of her was aroused at the fact that they had been fighting over her, but she also knew that only blood and potential broken bones would come from this-leading to what would remain; guilt.
“Because he thinks he can talk sexy to you and touch you and take you for rides on his bike.
