JACOB POV

I have a hard time concentrating on anything I'm doing because my mind

is on Becca. That dress! Fuck! It taunted me to see her in, the way it clings to her body, holding her perfect curves and her tight ass. Instantly I feel that familiar ache of want, I'm already hard but I don't want to come off desperate. I reach into my pants to adjust myself.

But then she's at a party all by herself. She's with Bailey, I know, but Becca does what Becca wants. And who was that Reid guy she talked about? His name didn't ring a bell to me and I...