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habit, I glanced across to my neighbor's window-and froze. There he was. Jax. Half-naked, his eyes wide, a faint blush creeping across his cheeks as he stared at me. My heart skipped a beat, and then I realized-he wasn't looking at my face. His gaze was lower, and I suddenly remembered what I was wearing. A laced top that barely covered anything and a pair of booty shorts. I'd been wearing a robe, but it h

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sighed in defeat. "Fine. Let's go. Jax is waiting in the car." My stomach dropped at his words. "O-okay," I stammered. I pulled the hood of my sweatshirt over my head, avoiding Jax's eyes as I slid into the backseat. I could feel his gaze on me, but he didn't say a word. He acted like nothing had happened between us, like that kiss had meant nothing. Reynolds and Jax made small talk during the drive, but I tuned them out-until one topic caught my attention. "So, there's this girl at school," Jax said casually. "I hooked up with her last night, and I'm thinking of asking her out." My heart sank. I thought we had something-or at least, I thought *I* had felt something. But maybe it was all in my head. Why would someone like Jax be interested in someone like me? I stared out the window, trying to ignore the lump in my

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f I sit here?" he asked, gesturing to the seat next to me. I nodded, and he sat down, introducing himself as **Jack**. He was attractive, with dimples and a sweet smile, but I wasn't in the mood for small talk. "You look upset," he said after a moment. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," I said, forcing a smile. Before he could say more, Jax walked in. His eyes narrowed as he saw me sitting with Jack, and he rolled his eyes before taking his seat at the back. I ignored him, but I could feel his gaze burning into t

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about me. "He's outside," Jack whispered. "Kiss me now." I hesitated for a second before leaning in. Jack's lips met mine, and I tried to lose myself in t

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ere?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. I pulled away from Jack, my heart r

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