Jayden?

Jovita's POV

“Jayden?” I shrieked, surprised.

What was he doing here? I had cried out a river because he didn't want to see me. Now he was in my room, sitting on my reading desk, and scanning a book I was reading. His brows were knotted and his hazel eyes were dark with anger. Overall, he still looks fucking hot as always.

He is wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt. Gosh, I can see his fucking biceps, so hot!

“I asked you a fucken question, mate!”

“I…I…umm…I'm coming from the meadow”, I stutter. Why the hell was I nervous? This is all on him for refusing to see me. If he had opened his fucken door, we wouldn't need to be here right now.

He stands up from the seat, coming to stand in front of me, and my mouth instantly dries up. Where in the world did he get all this sexiness?

“Who were you with? And what do you mean by I refused to open my door?” Yeah, he read my thoughts.

“I…was…with…it doesn't matter! If you had agreed to see me, I wouldn't have gone to the meadow in the firs