Aaron hated to hear another man’s name from Arielle’s lips, especially when the man was Vinson.
“Give me your phone!” He stretched his hand out.
“What do you want?” A wary look flashed across Arielle’s face.
Without a word, Aaron stepped forward and grabbed her phone. Before she could react, he tossed it away forcefully.
The phone disappeared into the ocean with a splash.
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