““Chillax, I’m not going to hurt myself. I’m made of pretty sturdy stuff.” He looked at her, and his gray eyes went soft when he spoke. “Yeah, like your heart, it’s made of stone,” Mina responded tartly.. Jared actually looked a little hurt at the barb. “Maybe, but that’s because no one has ever taken the time to break through the stone and see that I do actually have one.” “Well, maybe it’s because you are a jerk!” she snapped. “Well, maybe I only pretend to be a jerk to keep from getting too close to people!” His tone slowly began to rise in pitch and volume. “Then you must be lonely ’cause you seem to have yourself closed off from the world and protected just fine!” She spun and pointed her finger, poking him hard in the chest. “No! I don’t have to protect myself from others. Only from you!””
