Sloane Nathan froze, his lips on mine but he didn't push further. He didn't try to kiss me back or touch me, and somehow that made me feel bad. I pulled away, and his hands came to my neck, his eyes locked on mine but they weren't filled with anger, no. They were filled with care and genuine concern.Instantly, embarrassment hit me. It felt like a wave of guilt.“Are you okay?” Nathan asked, concern lacing his voice.I pulled away, watching him as he stood. Instantly, Dean walked to us and placed a hand on me, trying to pull me away, but Nathan held him back.“Let go of her hand,” Dean said. It felt like the ground should break and I would fall right in. Embarrassment washed over me while the anger slowly dissipated.I tried to get free from Dean but he held onto me tight, his eyes on Nathan.“No. You both are clearly upsetting her, so no.”“No? Nathan,” he said, looking down where our hands were interconnected. “Get your hands off her.”“No,” he refused.“I won't say this another t
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