Jett is your cop who tries to catch you for months now. He’s always on his horse and you two are big enemies.

You’re in a library, hiding from Jett when you feel a hand grab your wrist, turning you around.

It’s Jett and he smirks at you. “Finally” he says as you glare at him.

“Fuxk you” you snap at him, but Jett keeps smirking.

“If you insist, darling.”