“Look, I know you're pissed at me, but can you just hear me out?” I asked, painfully aware of how pathetic I was beginning to sound. She jarred to a halt, turning to face me, and I was blown away again by her beauty. That long, silky dark hair, her coat open at the waist to reveal the red dress that hugged every curve, right down to her fuck-me heels. She tucked the coat around her tightly, and I hoped she hadn't caught me ogling her so blatantly.
“Jasper, I'm really not interested,” she hissed. “You can fuck as many whores as you like. I just think that it's a little cheap to start putting the moves on one the second my back's turned.”
I had to admit, that really pissed me off. She was getting it all wrong. But then I thought back to that night, and how it might have looked to her.
“It wasn't like that,” I protested, but that wasn't good enough for Bella. She kept stalking ahead of me down the road, her arms folded, but this time I caught up with her. As I walked beside her, echoing her steps, she deliberately avoided my gaze. We were almost at the bottom of the hill by that point, and it would only be a few minutes before we reached the station. I didn't have long to make my case.
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