CHAPTER 18
Vincent
Her cheeks suddenly became painfully pale at the mention of the Jason guy. Who the f**k was he? Her ex perhaps? I glanced over at Jenner and she sure had a victory smirk on her lips. What the hell did she do?
"You know what? I'll just get the door myself," She rose up but I stopped her with a grip on her arm.
"Let me," Whoever this Jason guy was, I had to be the one to face him.
I marched off to the door, swinging it open. A man, slightly younger than me, stood by the door, a cigarette between his lips. Once our gazes met, he put out the cigarette, tapped it twice then stashed back into his pocket jeans.
"Vincent Callaghan, right?" He smirked.
"Yeah," I drawled, making a once over of his outfit. He was dressed casually in dark wash out jeans, a b
