Chapter 27

Camila frowned in disgust, brushing past Kendall to head out of the restroom. "Where you rushing to?" Jack stepped in her way with that sleazy grin on his face, his eyes locked shamelessly onto hers. Even without makeup, Camila's natural beauty overshadowed Kendall's decked-out look. She had that kind of clean-cut, pure vibe that made some men feel possessive-the kind they just couldn't resist trying to ruin. Jack's heart skipped, and without thinking, his hand reached out to touch her face. Camila's eyes instantly turned cold. She dodged his grubby hand, her sharp, clear gaze filled with contempt. "Move." At the same time, her fingers slipped skillfully into her bag, quickly pinching a sewing needle between them. If Jack took one more step-or dared to touch her again-she wouldn't hesitate to jab it in. She'd asked Jane for this little survival tool before heading out. What happened in Meridia had taught her a lesson the hard way. She'd wanted pepper spray, but shipping was too slow. K