Jayee suddenly stiffened, her whole body going rigid as a familiar voice spoke up from behind her. As he snapped together the back of her bra for her, the burning in her cheeks intensified till she was sure she blushed fifty different shades of red, each one darker than the last. For a minute she was almost certain her heart completely stopped beating and she had died. But the fact that she could still feel the presence behind her and his hot breath tickled the skin of her shoulder, was what intially pulled her out of her shock.<br/><br/>Tightening her hands into fists, Jayee whirled around on her heel and with mighty fast reflexes, punched the man's jaw with a pretty strong left hook. Except the fact was that Jayee was pretty sure she damaged her hand more than she damaged him. Swallowing a cry of pain and retracting her hand, she couldn't help but shake out her hand and mutter profanities under her breath.<br/><br/>In a flash she grabbed the blanket off her bed and wrapped it around her body, backing up till she hit the edge of her bed. "What in the fucking blue blazes are you fucking doing in my room?!" she yelled, the tips of her ears red in anger. Gripping the blanket hard and holding it to her body, she looked around for something to throw at him. Grabbing her lamp and jerking it out of the wall, she raised it in the air before throwing it at him. "Get out you damn pervert! Out!" Jayee snapped. Having half a mind to throw him out her damn window.