There was no sarcasm in that comment, and Jessie had never been a romantic-interlude type of person. That's why she fit so well with Crash-they were b...th aggressive, sarcastic, biting, non-romantic people."Look, Soph, I need to ask you a favor," Jessie said, very seriously. "Can I take Warren's tea down to him? I need to talk to him. As long as I'm not interrupting anything, of course." Nah, the sun's up and the lovey-dovey stuff had petered out, anyway." Jessie laughed. "We were just going to. Do you have a boyfriend?”“I did. I broke up with him. Couldn't take the drama,” she said.“Nobody now?”“No. Guys are assholes.”“Maybe that's because chicks can be bitches,” I said. “That's why I'm single at the moment.”“People say I can be a mega-bitch,” Rose giggled. “Just ask my ex.”“Seriously, I'm only talking to you about this because I don't want to invade your privacy. We're both going to need some space here. Your folks gave me a list of rules, but I don't really care what you do as long. You stand at 6 foot weighing in at 170 pounds of pure muscle. You have short brown hair and light blue eyes. You are popular with the ladies at school but that's hundreds of miles away and all of them are too shallow for you stick with.As you sit on the couch wondering what xbox game you should play today, your little sister Katie sneaks into the living room smiling deviously and grabs you by the shoulders."Jesus!" You shout out as you jump off the couch. The sudden touch scares the shit out of. Then she dropped them all into the mail box and went back home with a smile fixed to her pretty face.There was no one special in her life right now, but that didn’t dissuade her from sending the cards out. And though she knew she would be alone on February fourteenth, she still looked forward to this special day devoted to love.When she got back home she hung her coat in the closet and slipped off her boots. Then she went upstairs, grinning at all the little red hearts stuck to the walls and.