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Jazz held up a hand “You only ” She pointed over her shoulder toward the house “You know this is like boyfriend shit, right? The kind of thing a guy would do if he was actually interested in a girl In dating her, spending ti”

“Wooing?” His eyes widened, and he stepped back as he sputtered Dating? A relationship? Was she fucking crazy? “Whoa, woh that didn’t quite feel right

The soft huff that left her was full of disbelief “Letto have sex with you Not going to fuck you, not going to blow you or let you eatto invite you into my house to warm up because I know your fucked-up mind would turn that into so?”

“Thatto jerk—”

“Jesus!” she yelled This time, she marched ten steps away and stayed there, hands on her hips as she stared at the house A chirp ca out of her pocket He didn’t have to see her face to know she paled at the sight of whatever was on the screen The tense set of her shoulders and her save her away

“What’s wrong, babe?”

“Nothing that concerns you” Jazz sighed then shoved the phone back in her heavy coat’s pocket “I want you to stop this” Her voice wavered but she cleared her throat and tried again “Stop hitting on a at first, but I’m so over it now Go to the clubhouse and you’ll find at least three Honeys willing to fuck you the y and just leave me alone Please”

The genuineback the snarky coue For the first tiht not be so to Jazz Finding out what she’d read on her phone took a back seat to his own annoyance

“You’re serious?”

Her harsh laugh grated his ears “About not fucking you Yeah, Screw I know it’s hard to iht not want to sleep—have sex with you, but it turns out it’s true”

Anger burned in his gut as he marched forward “Fuck that,” he said When he reached her, he grabbed her shoulder, spinning her back around “Ime to leave you alone?”