Emmett pov
Colt never showed up. I remembered the look in his eyes as he shoved past me, the expression on his face as he thundered out the door this morning. Normally his expressions were always so neutral, but the moment I had said I was staying with Colette tonight there was nothing but pain on his face. For a moment I thought it was pain for me, but there was no way, it couldn’t be. How could he have feelings for me? I was the disgusting one, and he was probably upset about something else. It was so hard to tell with Colt, he was always so guarded. I wished more than anything I could read his mind sometimes, but at the same time, I was afraid to. What would I see? Would I see him thinking about Jade? I cringed, not wanting to think about that. The thought of him touching her, brus
