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After two minutes of waiting in the sparsely-decorated space, I start to feel bad for assuming he’s the one who was trailing me. Maybe he let me leave on my own because he trusts my judgment. I did make my way home unscathed.

I’m about to leave and go out exploring when I hear a door opening. I freeze in place, my eyes locked on Jacob’s apartment. I pray that I’m wrong, that he isn’t about to walk into the hallway. Unfortunately, my worst fears are confirmed when he walks out wearing a giant hooded sweatshirt. The hood is pulled over his head, and the bill of a baseball cap sticks out.

I’m frozen in place, unsure of what to say or do. It isn’t until he turns around and sees me that I ask, “What are you doing?”

“I’m going out,” he says after a long pause. “I was going to see that movie I was talking about earlier.”

I know he’s lying to me. He looks like a deer caught in the headlights. I refuse to let him off the hook and demand, “Were you going to follow me?”

Jacob sighs, pushing the hood down and pulling the hat from his head so he can see me properly. “I was.”

For some reason, instead of feeling disgusted and terrified, I’m more interested in his thought process. I’m bothered by it – obviously, I’m bothered by it – but an odd sense of relief washes over me now that I know it wasn’t a stranger stalking me. I’m filled with morbid curiosity.

“Why?”

“At first, I just wanted to make sure you were safe,” Jacob says.

“So you thought you’d do that by stalking me?” I ask, ignoring the rush I get at saying the words out loud.

“I guess,” he replies, not trying to defend himself.

“So you saw that I was fine on my own,” I say indignantly.

“I did,” he confirms.

“So why didn’t you just turn around and go home?”

“Honestly?” he asks, waiting for me to nod before continuing. “I liked watching you. It turned me on.”

I feel like all of the air is sucked out of my lungs at his admission. When he says it out loud, I realize that I feel the same way. I’m too stunned to speak, and Jacob seems to take my silence as a bad thing.

“You have to understand that that isn’t how it started,” he says as he walks toward me. “At first, I had to make sure you were safe. I needed to protect you and make sure no one else stole you away from me. You’re so gorgeous, Alexis. Anyone could have come up to you and asked you out, and I couldn’t let that happen.”

“Really?” I ask, aware of how shallow my breaths have become.

“Yes, Alexis,” he says, stopping in front of me, the way he says my name sending shivers down my spine. “I can’t let anything happen to you.”

“I think that turns me on, too,” I whisper without thinking, my eyes falling closed as the words leave my mouth.

“Say that again,” Jacob says, his voice ragged.

“It turns me on, too,” I say again, more confidently this time. When he doesn’t say anything else, I add, “I like the idea of you following me. I want to be yours to protect.”

The silence that falls over us is electric.

Chapter 7

Jacob

Alexis’s admission is shocking.

I expected her to be disgusted and tell me to go to hell. I hadn’t considered the possibility that she’d like it just as much as me. Instantly, my cock starts to get hard in my pants.

Before I even register what I’m doing, my mouth is on hers, kissing her fiercely. She squeaks in response but responds eagerly. I spin her around, backing her into the wall and pressing myself against her.

My hands tangle in her curly brown hair, and I pull away from her to take in her shiny pink lips. In a rush, I say, “Watching you yesterday made me so hard. I had to jerk off before I came back to the apartment.”

She makes a choked sound. Then, before she can respond, I kiss her again. Her hands fly to my ass, squeezing hard. As things start to get a little more heated, there’s a noise from one of the other apartments, and I remember where we are.

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