Jon and Sarah landed in a heap as they dove towards the rock. Jon landed with the rock just a foot or two in front of him, but as he reached for it, Sarah snatched it up and backed away with a triumphant look. Jon began to rise, with the intention of tackling her, but his injured ankle suddenly gave out, and he collapsed in a heap.
Sarah laughed. It was not a nice sounding laugh. "Well, Jon. You thought you could sneak a few peeks at a girl in her own room, did you? And lie your way under the covers with some pathetic, half-witted story like that?" Jon flushed guiltily, and opened his mouth to respond, but Sara continued: "You're much more a little pervert than you ever let on at school, too. But still..." Sara paused, as if in thought. "You DID deliver this wonderful rock to me, so maybe you DO deserve SOMETHING..." She grinned and winked. "Maybe I'll let you into my bed after all."
Jon didn't like the way she was grinning, but his ankle still hurt too much to try taking the rock by force.
