Marisol didn’t like the idea of it. She was only sixteen and now she had a mate, someone she was destined to spend her life with? And while she was all kind of crazy over Stephano, did that make him more than possible bad-boy fling?"
More than just a rebound to get her back into the dating world again? It was impossible to know.
Standing by the lake, Marisol was sure her head would explode if she thought for another moment. But then again, yet again, Gabriel appeared like smoke beside her. His presence annoying her as he urgently started to tell her, "We only have two weeks left and you're not even prepared. Enough of your pouting, we need to-."
Marisol’s axe appeared in her hand and Gabriel stood cockily, “Oh sweetie you know how that worked out last time don’t you?” But the dee
