Harley’s POV
Most people, I can read like open books. Nate Worthington wants to f**k me. Rachel Rosario wants to use me for some sort of power play to get the Deviant Society’s approval. Seth Oliver wants to dominate me. Payton Shields—one of the few truly selfless people I’ve ever met—seems to actually want to be my friend.
But Dash Teller…
I can’t get a good read on him. His thoughts aren’t unattainable—there’s no Psychic in him, as far as I can tell—but they’re… murky. Confused. There’s darkness in him—more than in most—yet there’s light, too. A light that’s struggling to fight its way to the surface.
He’s handsome—that’s for sure. Much more handsome than Seth. He’s got long, messy, thick, brown hair and even darker eyes, with a dreamy, lost-soul, otherworldly look to him that re
