Layla's POV

The only thing that kept me sane was... I had also seen Noah shirtless.

He was just as hot, if not hotter.

A frown rested on Jack's face after he saw me."Who are you?" He asked, then he shook his head. "No, don't answer that. I remember you."

I blinked in surprise. "You do?"

"Yes. You were the lady I met at Elena's house over a year ago. The one who said it wasn't Elena's house but yours... Layla, right?"

I blinked again.

He was good-looking, and he had a good memory.

"Yes. That's me." I nodded. A small smile appeared on my face.

"I also know that...