Jade
Our gazes shifted to him, and a smirk spread across Chase's face, his hand still lingering around my waist. "Why do you ask, Devon? Were you actually expecting her?"
"Nope, but I wouldn't say I'm surprised. After all, what you two are doing...has made it quite obvious," Devon's words were nonchalant, yet I could detect a tightness in his voice. "So, this is the reason why you were delaying it with the excuse of a cigarette, huh?"
God. Why did he have to be so difficult all the time?
He let out a small laugh. "I figured it wouldn't be much trouble if I brought her with me. Besides, she's going to be with me the whole night. So what's the issue? Why do you sound like you're upset?"
"I'm not upset, but I am concerned about the mess you two will be creating in the club.
