DAWN'S POV CONTINUES.
Devon?
His name was Devon.
What a charming name.
I didn't want to let go of this letter in my hand, even though I was actually meant to.
" Give it to me pretty" The playboy who had been addressed as Devon nudged with a gentle tone which I found genuinely baffling.
He seemed like the rough type so I expected him to get fed up with my hesitation and just yank the note out of my hand.
Unquestionably, he could do so with ease but it seemed like he wanted to toy with me a little further.
Still, I clung tightly to the paper, my gaze unflinchingly fixed on it.
The feel of Devon's warm hands brushing against mine made my skin tingle. My heart began to flutter, my breath pausing in my throat.
My body jolted slightly at the electrifying feel of his palm caressin
