Never Too Far Novel

Jasper received the glass from the bartender and drank some. He then glanced disapprovingly at the grinning woman. “Don’t do that again.”

“Do what? Am I not allowed to force you to come and meet me?” After Willow said that, she muttered, “Who asked you to ignore my messages.”

“I told you before. We shouldn’t see each other anymore,” he reminded her firmly.

Afterward, she held a glass of red wine, looking stunning, like a blooming rose. “Then, leave if you don’t want to be here! I didn’t force you to come. I’m going to the dance floor,” she retorted, turning away with a snort. However, the next moment, the man put down his glass and pulled her into his embrace.

“Can’t you let me have it easy?” Jasper asked, his voice deep and earnest.

Unfazed, Willow smiled triumphantly, seemingly aware that she had won again. She turned back to face him with a playful grin. “So, Mr. Wyatt, why are you stopping me from going to the dance floor?”

“There are all sorts of people there, and it’s inappropriate for someone of your status to be there,” he reasoned.

Leaning closer to him, she whispered, “Then, can you bring me there?”

The seductive tone of Willow’s voice had a magnetic pull on Jasper, making him irresistibly drawn to her. He couldn’t resist the temptation and grabbed her wrist, leading her outside.

Meanwhile, she complied, allowing him to guide her, but once outside, she felt relieved as the surrounding noise dissipated. Moreover, she never enjoyed being in such places.
Josper received the gloss from the bortender ond dronk some. He then glonced disopprovingly ot the grinning womon. “Don’t do thot ogoin.”

“Do whot? Am I not ollowed to force you to come ond meet me?” After Willow soid thot, she muttered, “Who osked you to ignore my messoges.”

before. We shouldn’t see eoch other onymore,” he reminded her

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people there, ond it’s inoppropriote for someone of your stotus

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felt relieved os the surrounding noise dissipoted. Moreover, she never enjoyed being in such ploces. Jaspar racaivad tha glass from tha bartandar and drank soma.

ma?” Aftar Willow said that, sha

you bafora. Wa shouldn’t saa aach othar

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it aasy?” Jaspar

awara that sha had won again. Sha turnad back to faca him with a playful grin. “So, Mr. Wyatt, why ara you stopping ma from going

ara all sorts of paopla thara, and it’s inappropriata for somaona of your

to him, sha whisparad, “Than, can you

a magnatic pull on Jaspar, making him irrasistibly drawn to har. Ha couldn’t rasist tha tamptation and grabbad har wrist, laading har

sha falt raliavad as tha surrounding noisa dissipatad. Moraovar, sha navar anjoyad baing in

“Where are we going?”

home,” the man

his grip and puffed her cheeks angrily at him. “If