Chapter 63 self control

Jasmine Everly's P O V

"Who the fuck is he?! Does he fucking know that you react like this when I touch you?!" His deep voice sent a shiver down my spine as he slid his hand around my waist, pulling me closer.

I tried to push him away, saying, "What the hell are you doing?! Let me go!" but he didn't even move a little as he stared down at me with those intense eyes. 

I gulped in nervousness, trying to look away but I couldn't as I stared right into his eyes and whispered, "Just let me go.". My body was so stiff against his muscular body and I didn't know what I should do.

"Why do you call him handsome? Is he better looking than me?!" His voice was so cold yet so fucking hot at the same time. 

"He... He is," I whisper, turning away from him so he won't read my mind, as I couldn't think about anything other than this stupid feeling reading inside my heart.