Devante woke up before Irina, he gazed at her sleeping form and smiled. He smiled as she tried to snuggle back into him when he pulled away slightly. She must feel safe, he thought, and that made him happy. He placed a tender kiss on her temple and eased himself out of the bed. Devante decided it would be a good idea to not be in her room any later than this. He didn't want people to talk. Scooping up his shirt, he left the room reluctantly.
"Leaving so soon?" a voice questioned from the predawn shadows of the hallway. Isabella stepped forward, a warning look in her eyes.
Devante jumped, "I, uh," he didn't know what to say to Irina's clearly upset sister.
"She's going to be upset that you screwed her and left her," Isabella said bluntly. "I'm warning you not to hurt my sister. She's
