Jessica's POV
After shopping, I found Kristen waiting outside the mall. I had forgotten about the kiss but sighting him brought back the unpleasant memory. I tried to avoid him but he wouldn't budge. He apologized for the kiss and pestered me to take his car. I didn't want to but Hilda wanted to, so we got in.
On the way, Hilda wanted to see the hotel, so we went together, but on arrival, Liam was waiting at the lobby.
My heart sank as Liam's eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of surprise and annoyance flashing across his face.
"Jessica, what are you doing here?" Liam asked, his tone laced with possessiveness as he walked toward us.
I felt a surge of defensiveness, but before I could respond, Kristen intervened. Not like I had something to say.
"Why can't she be here?" Kristen's arm snaked around my waist. With one pull, I slammed into his chest. "She's my woman."
