“Jackson!”
Leslie’s heart pounded, her face flushed with frustration as she stormed after him.
What did he mean by that?
Stepping out, she glanced to the left and right, trying to figure out where he had passed through.
He was already gone, not a trail left behind.
Damn it!
Did he plan on telling Lucas about their history?
That f*cker!
A chuckle left her lips as she recalled his facial expression when Lucas had put him in his place.
“His ego was bruised, and now he wants to retaliate? By threatening me?” she asked herself, her tone incredulous.
“Pathetic!” Leslie scoffed.
“Well, he wasn't going to have his way. Not this time,”
If he thought she would run and hide or beg him, he had another thing coming.
Leslie walked back towards her own tent, her brows furrowed as her mind
