Gin Pov
He looks so lost, so hurt. I would be lying if it didn't say I felt for him.
I let my fingers find the flesh of his hand and sparks jilted through me. A feeling I've only ever experienced with Emery before this point.
Yet, it was different with him. Emery's sparks were hot, and raged through me like fire. Jaspers were cooling and relaxed my entirety.
I kind of need that right now. Lost in my thoughts I realize my hand found it's way into his. He just sat there gazing down at our hands.
"You're a good man Jasper, Emery might not say it, but he couldn't do this without you."
His eyes meet mine, the color of fertile soil after a deep rain. They are framed well by his long black hair, he wears in a tight bun. He sports a thick short beard. His neck has a large tattoo that must c
