"Let me see." Victor Morgan was already in front of Jessie Sterling as he spoke, holding out his hand.
As if Jessie would ever give Victor her phone. She pouted, a look of defiance on her face. "No! It's my phone, my rules!"
"You were taking pictures of me. How does that make you 'in charge'?"
Jessie: "I wasn't taking them secretly."
"Oh, so you were just brazen about it," Victor said.
Jessie: "..."
'Damn it, what is with this man? He's completely blocked everything I wanted to say!'
When Jessie refused to cooperate, Victor simply bent down to grab the phone from her hand.
Jessie, thinking Victor was genuinely trying to snatch her phone, quickly rolled to the other side of the bed, clutching it for dear life.
Her movement, however, left the side of the bed closest to Victor wide open.
