JESSICA'S POV
The kiss broke and I stumbled back against the lockers, my chest heaving. My lips felt swollen, bruised. My whole body was buzzing with this electric, terrifying energy I didn't want to name.
Holy s**t. He actually kissed me.
Part of me—the part that had been secretly thrilled when he'd scared Ben away—was impressed. Turned on, even. The possessive fury in his eyes, the way he'd claimed my mouth like he owned it... it had made something deep inside me purr with satisfaction.
But I couldn't let him know that.
"What the hell, Sebastian!" I shoved at his chest, my face burning. "You can't just—just kiss me like that!"
He was breathing hard too, his eyes still that dangerous amber color. "Can't I?"
"No! You can't!" I tried to sound angry, outraged. But my voice came out
