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chapter 42

Jacob's POV

I wish I could disappear when I needed to . That's how I feel when she locks eyes with me , here , in this small phone booth. Where her warm breath hits my cold chest , and I shiver from the fucking ice cold
feeling.

She was roaming about me hurting her , and although I was acting like I didn't care , I certainly did . I can not explain my behavior because I don't even know myself why I'm acting this way . What I was supposed to tell her ? That I actually did want to hurt her ? Because I did . I fucking did . My ego was hurt by seeing her with Aaron . I was blurred by anger , greed and pride . I can't stand them being together, maybe because of our past with him . He is going to seek for revenge at some point because of what I did back then , and I'm afraid that Olivia is gonna pay the price . His intentions are not pure , and she doesn't know that .

I can not imagine them being together, her being happy with him and safe . He is a pussy , and he will always be one . A sexist and a fucking arrogant son of a bitch .

I try to not look at her , to not make the situation more weird , but I can see from the corner of my eyes that she looks at me , from head to toe .

I dart my eyes on her , seeing that hers are stuck on my hands. My cold rough hands .

" I guess you're stuck with me now , you want it or not " I say and her gaze comes up to meet mine

She steps back a little, her body touches the other side of this small place. Her head tilts back , her eyes narrowing at me .

" You're stuck with me " she says with a gentle voice , like we weren't arguing before

My eyes fall on her jaw and I see a droplet leave her face , to meet her neck . Sliding on her skin in the most beautiful way .

" You're too wet " I say , and when I understand what came out of my mouth I quickly look onto her eyes

She blinks at me , not saying anything but I can see her body stiffen.

" You too " she states taking the hem of my shirt, pulling it off of me then leaving it to fall back on me

When she does that I feel the cold feeling again , understanding that we must go , unless we want to get really sick .

" You're more " I say " and the clothes are adding up weight and cold "

" We could just take them off " she shrugs at me and I swallow at her nerve

" Yeah ?" I say leaving the closed glass door " would you like any help with that " i tease sarcastically taking my fingertips to move the strand of hair off her face , putting it behind her ear , not even controlling my body at this point

I'm so sick of her games . Her mood changes and her adorable way of making me fold .

When I sense her skin on my hand , I feel my body getting hot . My rough fingers are cold in comparison to her soft warm skin , and it makes my fingertips tingle because of the feeling.

She looks at me , parting her lips and I find myself looking at them for way too long for my liking.

" You think you can help me with that ?" she says continuing what she started , looking at the flannel

" You got your own hands " i say trying to end this madness , already regretting what I did

" But ," she says " you did this to me " she makes her eyes pop in the almost seductive way a girl can , and I feel my throat going dry

" You're a big girl ," I say throwing a fake smile " you'll manage " i take a step back

Suddenly I feel her hands sliding up on my waist , pulling me closer to her , and I instantly feel that my pants are too tight for my dick .

" But what if I want you to manage me ?" She says making my stomach turn

" Olivia ," I warn looking at her hands on my body " this is not a game " i explain

" Why Jacob? You don't want to play with me ?, " she says , her look becoming more devious than ever " i thought you liked to play with girls like me "

She's mad . So bloody mad .

" There's limits " i state " and you're crossing them " I try to sound serious and frightening, but in fact , I don't know how I keep myself from devouring what's infront of me

What the fuck is wrong with you ? It's Olivia who you're talking about .

" Limits ? Never heard of them " she shakes her head and throws a smirk at me

I stare at her not knowing what's to say this time .

Her one hand gets off of me and slides up to my jaw , making me take a sharp breath from my nose .

" What would Mike say ," she says sounding tempting " if he knew that you have me cornered in a small place like this ?" She teases making my blood boil

" He would kill me " I admit looking into her eyes , he fucking blue Crystal eyes

" Oh yeah ?" She tilts her head on the left still stroking my jaw

This is too much . I can't be this close to her . She is making me mad.

" You're trying to make me fold," I state " I get it you know how to flirt " I get i grip out of her wrist and take it in my hand , gripping it harder than i wanted " but I dare you to touch me like that again , see what happens "

Her smirk fades and her eyes darken in the most angry way .

"You're threatening me with what ?" She asks rhetorically " hurting me or fucking me ?" she tilts an eyebrow

I scoff at her courage.

" I could never hurt you like that " I say referring to physical abuse

" So the second one " she asks , the smirk returning to her face

I feel my jaw tighten and I let go of her hand aggressively, not wanting to have any sort of contact with her , from now on .

" Remind me not to let you drink again " I say now felling irritated , my voice steady

She pouts at me angrily , interlocking her arms on her chest and looking outside . Like a child who's be told "no".

I almost smile to myself when I see her face . She reminded me of when we were little and I teased her , making her mad at me for the littlest things such as not letting her see what cartoon she wanted on tv . She was complaining to my dad about it , because he was the one I feared the most , and she knew that of course.

He had a soft spot for her , maybe because she was the daughter he could never have . We all had a soft spot for her at some point. She was the last to be born and most spoiled than any of us . My mom always told me to look out for her , like a second brother . To love her and not hurt her , and I agreed that I would do anything to keep her safe . But that was said when I was six and she was a baby . Now I don't think she needs me to protect her , especially me .

" she is the only girl of the family, Jacob "

I remember my mums gentle voice telling me that while cooking our lunch , I , myself being young at the time " you should love her and protect her like you would want your daughter to be protected " her words stuck with me . They really did . I failed at not hurting her , just like I was expected from my father, but I will try to protect her at any cost .

A.N.

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