Breathless
"Yeah, yeah..."
I sigh. Christian is just perfect.
I wait for Christan while thinking about him. The way he treats me like a princess. How protective he is over me. Such an adorable human being he is. Such a--
I look at my arm where I feel something moving.
"Ahh!" I scream my lungs out.
A fucking spider on my arm.
And not just any spider, a freakin' Tarantula.
"Christian!!"
At the exact same moment, Christian comes up, both pilots behind, with a fucking gun in his hand. I ignore it jumping into his arms screaming, "Kill it, kill it."