“What are you doing?” Selena asked, her brows furrowed in confusion and fear.

“I’m doing what I should have done a long time ago,” Jack said, gently yet firmly pressing her back down onto the bedding.

“Jack, don’t do this,” she said, her voice trembling. “If she sees us like this, she’ll misunderstand.”

“Selena, shut the hell up,” Jack snapped. His voice was sharp, filled with frustration and desperation. “I have feelings for you. I don’t have anything to do with ...