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Aimee’s P.O.V

“I didn’t even get your name—” I ignored the strange guy as I pulled the skirt of my dress up to my knees and shoved through the crowd in pursuit of Logan.

A weird smile danced on my face as I recalled his hurt and sweltering expression. Alpha Logan wasn't all cold? He got jealous because I was talking to another man! Oh, so cute. My stomach knotted as I’d never had anyone get so hot and bothered for me.

“Wait up!” I gritted, my voice barely audible above the music and chats as I tried to follow his long strides. He walked so fast I could barely see his head through the clusters of bodies.

Why was I going after him, though? I wondered as I pushed someone out of the way. I did nothing wrong, so why don’t I just leave him salty? Why did I care so much about his opinions about me? Why did it matter?

My feet came to a halt as a blast of wind steered my hair—which had come loose earlier—into a wild dance around my face. I realized I was now outside the building.

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