Trevor's POV
"Are they still out ?" I ask Matteo as he sat typing away at his desk. He poked his head out and was about to answer until we both heard a car pull up into the driveway.
They must be back.
The audacity of Meo, to even think about taking my guest out on a date on her first day here is just unfathomable.
I was out of Matteo's office and back into my bedroom in less than a second. I couldn't deny that I was angry, perhaps even jealous. They held hands to leave, and Ocean was now walking back into the house with a bouquet of flowers and a soft smile on her face. One that I wish was only reserved for me.
If Meo wasn't my brother I wouldn't think twice about blowing his head off in a dark alleyway or something of that sort, but as of now the only thing I could do was warn him.
