JESSICA'S POV
I shoved Dominic away with all my strength, my chest heaving. "Get off me!"
He stumbled back a step, but he wasn't even flinching. If anything, he looked satisfied. Smug. Like he'd just won some kind of game.
"That was—" he started, that annoying smirk on his face.
"Nothing! That was nothing!" My face was on fire. I couldn't believe I'd just done that. I couldn't believe I'd kissed him like that. "You—you took advantage of the situation!"
"I took advantage?" His eyebrow rose. "You kissed me, little stepsister. You practically jumped me."
"I did not—I was falling—I didn't mean—" The words tangled on my tongue. Because he was right. I had kissed him. On purpose.
What is wrong with me?
A loud click echoed through the room. The door handle turned and the door swung open.
