Jade

　　"You two are wicked," I murmured softly. Chase settled beside us, his fingers trailing lightly along my spine, mapping the curves of my body. His gaze sparkled with admiration, making me feel cherished- he was looking at me with awe, as if I were art and it made me feel something, something very special and new yet full of warmth and butterflies. But I've never been one for overt displays of affection; that's why I refrained from turning to him and seeking a kiss. ...