Jay
I pulled up to the curb outside Alessia’s high school, the sleek black car humming beneath my fingers as I drummed them against the steering wheel. The engine idled smoothly, but inside me, nothing was calm.
I’d been stationed outside her school all day, my gaze constantly flicking between the students spilling out into the courtyard. Most of them were harmless. Some were idiots. One, in particular, pissed me off more than I cared to admit.
That guy—Lucas or Liam, whatever his name was—had been sticking too close to Alessia in the past few days. Laughing at everything she said, finding excuses to brush against her arm, leaning in like he had any damn right to be near her.
I shouldn’t care. But I did.
And when I saw her now, standing at the top of the school steps, talking to him a
