Jade
"You really don't know how to read eyes, Jade, do you?" He chuckled before continuing, "It was evident that he was dying to touch you or maybe even f**k you against his car. Devon just does not express his desires, that's it- he's good at it. And another thing, no, my brother doesn't run away from his problems. If you were his problem, he'd have found a way to get you out of his life by now. He's better than me at getting rid of people. However, he does run away from the things he desires if he concludes they're on his 'not right' list. And you are that one desire of his that he believes he shouldn't touch but he's dying for it."
"He's a lot to handle…" The words slipped out on their own.
"He's a tough cookie," he snickered, bringing his neck to my nape and turning us aroun
