"Myles had something urgent, but you can drop the laundry in his apartment," Brayden told the girl with a pretended genteel personality.
She was dressed roguishly yet in an upbeat way, her pointed stare was spine-chilling. She didn't unnerve my brother except for me.
"I will wait for him then." She boldly finalized like a queen's edict. It shouldn't bother me but it did.
What if Myles avoided her because he didn't want her here? God knows I don't. It grates me inside to see her with his possessions like they're already a family living together.
"Does it ever occur to you that maybe he wants to be alone when he gives a cue like this?" They broke off from my mouth before I could stop them and my eyes bulged in fright.
Her mood changes too. The idea made her uncomfortable.
"Alone?
