Jasmine's pov
Kyle's lips on mine were soft and gentle but I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. "Want to get out here?" He asked, pulling away from the kiss, his eyes roaming over me hungrily.
"Yes," I whispered and we rushed out of the bar. My heart thumped against my chest heavily, and my vision blurred as he drove.
He pulled over in front of a house and opened the door for me. I stepped out of the car, staggering and he held me for support.
His lips smashed against mine immediately he closed the door behind us. I was hot and bothered. He unbuttoned his shirt slowly with a smirk on his lips.
"Let's get you out of this dress, baby. I can't wait to have you," he whispered into my ear, that was when i came back to my senses.
"No!" I yelled, and pushed him away from me. The alcohol was wearing, and i felt like a fool for almost having sex with Kyle.
