<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85839.msg3804885#msg3804885">Quote from: Featherfall on 22-10-2010, 21:00:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah, but you have to admit, brawn and might never hurt," he joked. As she smiled and sat next to him, he didn't miss the differences in how she treated him. <em>Vain little bitch, aren't you?</em><br/><br/>He sucked in his breath when she touched his bruised hand. "Stings a litte," he admitted, "But I'll be fine."<br/><br/>"So, what's a pretty thing like you doing here alone? Not to be nosy or anything, but sitting alone and reading are usually the last thing people come here to do."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She was glad to hear that he would be fine, but still it looked like it hurt a lot. "Oh, alone? Well, my one friend went off exploring, and my other went chasing after some guy named Mike. Not my cup of tea I must admit. Oh and me reading? That's what I do to relax, any way it was a long trip and I can go exploring tomorrow."  Bree took her hands away and her eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "So what are you doing here? A getaway before a big boxing match or something?"  She wondered exactly why he was there. He didn't really seem to tie in to the whole tropical vacation mode. He didn't look like he was the kind to sit around relaxing and enjoying the beauty of the island, but for all she knew she could be totally wrong about him.