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“Have a good day,” he waves as he exits the class.

How naive of me to think that settling things down with Nathan would magically get Jake off my case or...make my attraction to him disappear.

CHAPTER 18

‘I took your heart

I did things to you only lovers do in the dark

It made you a God’

Still Don’t Know My Name – Labrinth

Jamie

My nightmare doesn’t stop at Monday’s embarrassment. Jake is relentless and to say he’s hot and cold would be an understatement.

On Tuesday morning, he texts me to tell me he’s taking me to school. Apparently, he told Emily, who happily agreed. When did my best friend stop knowing me?

I take my bike and decide to head to school before he can come pick me up. When he walks into class to settle next to me, he’s holding a cup from Starbucks.

“Vanilla latte, right?”

I nod in confusion. How does he know my favorite drink?

Emily. Who else?

Butterflies dance in my stomach at the thought of him bringing my favorite drink to class for me.

Before I can extend my hand and say thank you, he turns around and whispers to Ciara, “Hey, you drink vanilla lattes?”

She blushes and nods. Did anything ever happen between these two? I thought she was gay.

“Here you go, baby,” he says as he passes her the cup.

I can’t help but roll my eyes at his pathetic attempt to make me jealous.

“You’re ridiculous,” I shoot in an annoyed whisper.

Doesn’t he understand that he can’t make me jealous? I chose Nathan. He doesn’t know there was a choice for me to make but I made it.

He smiles at me and starts opening his notebook. “I just wanted to take you for coffee before class, there was no need to get all scared and run away from your own house.”

His condescending tone makes my hand itch to slap him, but I decide ignoring him is the best thing to do.

I should have known it was a terrible idea.

I stop at my locker between English and science to pick up my textbook. I feel Jake’s presence behind me before he says anything.

One hand lands on the edge of my open locker door and the other on the shut locker next to me, trapping me between my books and him.

“You smell particularly good today, Angel. Is it for me?”

I stare at my stuff in front of me. I’ve stuck pictures of my family all the way at the back rather than my door. I don’t want to see them all the time, but I like to know they’re there if I need. Right now, it’s not ideal though. My eyes are stuck on a picture of Aaron and me in these same hallways during my freshman year.

I try to take a step back, but Jake doesn’t budge.

“Jake,” I snarl.

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