**MIA**
I walked out of the kitchen without looking back. My pulse was loud in my ears. I could still feel the exact spot on my ass where he’d brushed against me.
I hated that I could still feel it.
I made it to the stairs. Halfway up, I heard footsteps behind me.
“Mia.”
I ignored him and kept climbing.
He followed.
I reached my door, shoved it open, and stepped inside. Before I could turn around to close it, Jake walked in right after me.
The second he cleared the doorway, he shut it, twisted the lock, and slipped the key straight into the front pocket of his sweatpants.
I stared at him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
He leaned back against the door like he had all the time in the world.
“Making sure you don’t run again.”
“Give me the key.”
“No.”
“Jake—”
“You s
