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Kingston stares ata kiss to the injured area I gasp when his lips linger, sliding back and forth

“Kingston, what are you doing?”

I can feel his s it better”

My lips curl upward “Well, as nice as the thought is, I don’t need you to kiss irl—I can take care of myself”

“What if I want to take care of you?” hethe waistband of my skirt down so he can press his lips to my hipbone “What if I want you to be mine?”

“What?”

I suppress a h with kisses I need to get away fro hi the contact “Quit screwing around Ainsley and the guys are probably standing right outside the door waiting Didn’t you say you had so you needed to take care of?”

He stands up and not so discreetly adjusts himself “I do Go eat”

“You sure you don’t want to come?” When he smirks, I add, “To lunch?”

He nods “I’ives you any more trouble at home, I need you to tell me immediately I don’t like that you’re vulnerable in that house Make sure you keep your bedroom door locked”

I foldarht my battles for me”

Kingston gives ht I’d rather be soht now”

“Why? Why do you care what she does to me?”

He wraps his hand around the doorknob “Because whether you want to admit it or not, Jasmine, you’re mine, which means you’re under my protection Peyton and every other person in this school knows that, but she got cocky, for so is a direct slap in the face to me, and I will not be disrespected She and her little followers need a re the show around here”

“What are you going to do?”