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17. A Mean punch

CAROLINE

Malcom's lips barely brushed against mine when I jolted like a spasm of current rushed through me and I threw a lunch across his jaw.

"Ow! What the fuck, Caroline!" he growled as he stepped away from the threat.

I had frozen in shock with heated cheeks and wide eyes as I tried to process what just happened.

My lips tingle from the brief touch and my knees almost went paralyzed from it. Other than the fact that my knuckles hurt like I punched a brick wall, I was pretty much brain dead at this point.

Oh God! Why did I- he was coming onto me!how else was I supposed to react?

"Shit!" Malcom flexed his jaw and he turned to glare at me. "Did you take karate lessons or what? Where the heck did you learn to throw a punch like that?"

I shut, recovering from the shock, "Taekwondo. I-I learnt abroad."

"Why? To beat the shit out of me?"

"What? No- I told you not to touch me!" I said in my defence as his eyes raked over me with a flirty look crossing his face for a moment.

Well he was fin
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