Jade
Anxiety crawled up my spine with each passing moment. Two factors fueled it- one being the weight of Chase Ashford's intense gaze fixed on me, and the other, the looming arrival of Devon Ashford.
I had no clue how I'd manage sitting at the same table with both brothers simultaneously. The room already seemed saturated with Chase's scent; the addition of Devon would only amplify it, as both godlike males exuded an identical fragrance.
"You're spiraling, Jade. You should've freaked out when you tried to fucking seduce your stepbrother, despite my warnings," Mya's voice jabbed at my mind. I briefly contemplated taking the fork and jabbing it into my head to silence her, but alas, that wasn't an option.
How do I get this bitch out of my head?
"Shut the fuck up!" I snapped back silently, yet unexpectedly, I felt a connection open, and a smirk formed on Chase's lips.
Damn it! He heard me.
Fuck! No way!