I’m out of my seat before I realize my feet are moving, and I step in front of Jennie, shoving Kevin backward. “Don’t fucking touch her,” I growl as Jennie’s hand slips up the back of my hoodie, gripping a fistful of my shirt, tugging me closer. “Don’t fucking talk to her. Don’t even fucking look at her.”
LFG GARRETT PROTECT UR GIRL
