Roy’s magnetic voice could make any teenage girl weak in the knees , especially when he spoke to Dexie. His tone was playful, teasing… almost flirty.

But Dexie just looked at him, silent, like an older sister humoring her younger brother. Between the two of them, she sure acted like the eldest.

As Dexie stepped closer, Roy opened the car door for her like a gentleman. Then, without warning, he leaned down and buckled her seatbelt.

Dexie blinked, caught off guard.

“You don’t need to be ...