"Prove it." His eyes gleam back, daring me to shock him again. For a second, I want to. But I know why Jeremiah wants to kiss me again-it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. He's already told me he doesn't do relationships, and guys like him are all about the chase. The second he gets his way, he'll be gone.
"Like I'd fall for that," I say, landing another jab.
He doesn't see it coming, so he stumbles back an inch. Briefly, I see what looks like hurt in his eyes, but it doesn't last long. Without warning, Jeremiah swings, but I duck before he can hit me, swooping behind him as quick as a flash.
"You're getting fast."
"Thanks."
He swings at me, and I do the same, dipping before he makes contact. We dance around like this, him trying to jab me and me dipping and diving to
