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SAMANTHA'S POV

He pulls me towards a room, trying to push me in with him. I struggle against.

"Let go of me." I look at the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. Mint green, so light you'd think they were gray. I'm not supposed to be admiring him at this point.

"Why? I'm going to be easy on you, baby; we had a deal." He starts moving his fingers under my hoodie