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JACOB POV

Becca's eyes slowly move to my lips when I pin her against the wall as she gasped. Her hands are shaking and so is mine. "You knew what you were doing when you wore that gown, Becca" I accuse her.

"I don't know what you're talking about" she mumbled but I could tell she was lying. She damn well knew what she was doing when she wore the gown. Maybe to tease me or to have whatever sleazeball there was in this clubhouse, to sulk after her, and that only made me angry. Why would she do that? Why would she want to Intentionally piss me off?

"Don't lie!" I reprimand her.

"Don't yell at me, Jacob. I don't even know what this is? What does it matter to you?"

"What does it matter to me?" I scoff in annoyance. "I came here to New York, because of you...to see you" I grind her hand against the wall harder. "I'm here because you asked me to

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