When she rushed back into the house and headed for the door, Desmond grabbed her hand.
"No."
She looked at him then at the door. "For Natalie."
"I don't trust that man, okay? And have you seen what time it is?" He chastised her, and she shook her head sadly. But she didn't back down.
"He would never hurt a fly. I'll only be gone a few minutes. Please."
He couldn't stand her puppy eyes. Just what did Devonte have that so many women would walk through fire for him? He would never understand but he knew that if he didn't let her, she might just be mad at him for ages. So he let her, but kept a close distance to her to keep watch of Devonte.
She reached the street just as he opened the car door.
"Wait! Jupiter!" She called out.
He froze out for a moment but brushed her off. "Sorry, you have the wrong guy."
She crossed her arms with an eye roll. "I know who you are, Devonte Lemaigre. Get out of that car."