Chapter 165. The Hate You Give

Jennifer’s POV

Not even a few minutes later, I felt someone behind me tapping my shoulder. I turned my head around and saw a guy in front of me that I didn’t know.

“Hello there, beautiful. Would you love to dance? Or would you like something to drink?” He asked. I wanted to say yes to him but then I remembered what Samantha told me.

“No thanks, I’m good,” are the only words I say but that wasn’t good enough for him because he didn’t leave.

“Oh, come on, this is the chance we could get to know each other or maybe more…” he smirked and I gave him a disgusted look from up and down.

“I don’t like to repeat myself. No fucking thanks,” I might be drunk. Very drunk. But I still know what I am doing and I can tell when I’m really uncomfortable. And right now I feel so uncomfortable with this person.

I was about to leave when he suddenly grabbed my hands and pulled me back to him but then I hit my back on the kitchen counter which caused me to hisse