"I'm not going to marry you, assh*le!" she yelled at him, but Mike just ignore her.

"Now we need to get some sleep," Mike said as he switched off the TV, leaving only the moonlight shining through their window.

"It felt great for him to hug me, maybe things would go better if he surrendered to the authorities," she thought to herself as Mike drew her closer and tighter. She then gave him a little nod and waited for him to close his eyes. That's when she noticed some light snoring. "I guess he's already asleep," she said, staring at him.

Denise stood up slowly, moving his hands. "All right,...