Myla’s POV
“Can you quit bothering me… please?” I glare at the guy who won’t stop trailing me since I got here.
“Come on, it’s just one date, okay?” he whines.
“Listen, Miles, I’m not interested.” I try to remain calm and respectful.
“It’s Jake…”
“What’s that?”
“My name. It’s Jake, not Miles.” He looks defeated.
“Oh, right. Miles, Jake, same thing.” I chuckle awkwardly.
“No… it doesn’t even sound the sam—”
“Well, whatever, Jake. I’m not interested. So just do us both a favor and f**k off.” I shrug.
“I like you, Myla. I really do.” And before I can react, he grabs my hands and pins me against the wall.
“Leave me alone!” I struggle to break free, already calculating how hard I’ll need to knee him in the balls. But just then, he’s ripped away from me.
“She said leave her alone,” c
