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Thirty-seven

"Jenna."

"Jenna."

I clench my jaw tighter while I walk out of the room, going down stairs.

"Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna. Jenna."

I bite my lip and hurry down stairs, walking to the door.

"Jenna. JENNA. JENNA. JENNA. JENNA."

"WHAT!?" I growl while I was so close to winning and almost leaving.

His smile grows wider. "Good morning." He says in happy mode. While he has his hands behind his back, rocking on his toes.

I stare at him and then turn back to open the door.

My hand turns the knob and start to open the door but it slams closed by his hand right next to my head. I close my eyes and let out a harsh breath through my nose.

"Alcander. Move your hand. Now." But instead of him doing so, his other hand goes around my waist while his head goes to my neck, directly above my mark.

I freakin told you not to put your hair up in a bun. Audrey's voice says.

Shut up. It's really hot, and I thought you are supposed to be jumping up and