Saint's pov

"Saint you're hurting my hand," Came Jade's voice as we waited in front of the bungalow we had arrived at. 

I looked down to see how tightly I was grasping her hand making me quickly release it. 

I saw her rub the area I had been previously holding and look away. Her fingers still trembled in as much as she tried to look calm and I could see her biting her lower lips tightly. 

I ran a hand across my face and took out a cigarette throwing it in my mouth ...