A/N: For NellieLovet. This isn't very romantic, and I apologize for that. But I tried, eh? ;]


You aren't as pretty as she, but there's something about you. Your inflexibility, your temper. Your insubordination.

It's a challenge. I want to take it.

To break it.

Break you.

"You've no right," you snap as I stand in your doorway to take away the baby, a defiant tilt to your head, a gleam in your eyes screaming you'll stop me any way you can.

But you can't, of course.

Your gaze burns me as I walk away with the child. I know you want to break me as well, albeit in a different manner.

You like a challenge too.