I'll be the best wingman

"Brother…" Out of words, Dion could only stare at Lewis for a moment. It seemed he finally understood the dilemma, and it wasn't that simple to solve! 

Lewis let out a faint sigh as he fixed his eyes on Devon, while the clerk assisted her to the fitting room. He knew his situation was more problematic since they'd been sleeping together. 

Sleeping for months, Devon was immune to his charms. So even if he was being too obvious, she wouldn't take it to the heart. He couldn't also just confess his feelings, afraid it would make things awkward between them.

"So, what do you think?" he asked and looked at Dion squarely. "Is there some hope?"

Dion opened and closed his mouth like a fish. "Of course!" he exclaimed, clearing his throat as he shook his head. "But brother, I need more information about Miss Lin's taste in men first."

"I'm afraid you have to rely on your observation skills for that."