Jaxon's POV
"Oh Jaxon, why should I delete the picture? Where’s the fun in that?” She tilted her head, her eyes gleaming in mischief “You should be thanking me. The little edit I made makes you look… irresistible. Half of the girls on campus would kill to be Hazel right now.”
“Hazel doesn’t deserve that.”
Her heels clicked against the concrete as she moved closer to me in her smug confidence. She leaned in slowly, her breath warm against my ear. Her hand slid up my hoodie, tracing and lingering her fingers up my chest. I felt my chest tighten, and the smell of her expensive perfume almost made me choke. I had the urge to shove her away but I maintained my cool.
“You’re overreacting,” she purred, pressing herself so close her thigh bumped mine “I could make this go away, you know. No o
