Leah "Let go," my voice came out shaky, and that was not what I intended. He clicked his tongue, his breath hot on my neck. He was too close that my body was reacting too much to his. "What about our date?" I yanked at the door, trying to pull it open. "Let go, I need to go home!" I yelled. He slammed the door shut with a force that made me jump, my back pressing against his chest. His nose grazed my skin, as he murmured, "Fuck, you smell nice." I tried to step away, but he gripped my hip, holding me in place. "Stay still, doll." He buried his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "Get your filthy hands off me, you son of a bitch!" I screamed, my nails digging into his hand. He chuckled, his nails digging into my hip and I winced letting his hand go. "That hurts, doll. I thought we had gotten closer," he brushed his lips down my neck, and I gasped, my skin tingling from where his lips had touched. "Especially after our kiss on the elevator." My fists clenched at my sides. "You kiss
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