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I yanked the car door open and said it again, slower this time, each word sharp and loaded.
"Get. In. The. Car."
There’s only so much a man can take.
And Mia—soaked through, yoga pants hugging her like a second skin, white T-shirt clinging to every curve, wavy hair dripping and wild—was looking at me like she wanted me to lose control. As if she were daring me to f**k her on the hood of the car.
She was pushing me to the edge, and I was barely holding on.
I silently begged Jake to show up. I needed something to break the tension, to stop the spiral before I did something I couldn’t take back.
Mia climbed into the back seat, the leather squishing under her. I followed, keeping space between us, though every muscle twitched to close it.
"Where’s Jake?" I asked, my jaw clenche
