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“I hate you!” I screamed so hard, the ground seemed to rattle, while he leaned against the counter. Those dark, haunting eyes stared right back at me, completely unbothered, as if he had no clue what he had done—except he definitely did.

“What did I do now?”

I shoved my face closer to his. “My phone was ringing, and you didn't tell me!”

Jack shrugged, a slow, annoying smile lingering on his lips. “It's your phone. Why should I tell you?”

My lips fell open as I gaped at him.

Everything Aunt Silver had said about him being harmless was completely wrong. Aunt Lily thought of him as an...