Jade

　　Our gazes shifted to him, and a smirk spread across Chase's face, his hand still lingering around my waist. "Why do you ask, Devon? Were you actually expecting her?"

　　"Nope, but I wouldn't say I'm surprised. After all, what you two are doing...has made it quite obvious," Devon's words were nonchalant, yet I could detect a tightness in his voice. "So, this is the reason why you were delaying it with the excuse of a cigarette, huh?"

　　God. Why did he ...