“I mean, what do you call a girl who jumps from one guy to the next without so much as batting an eyelash?” Dorien continued calmly, with no break in his tone.
“And brother’s no less, I mean, fine, maybe she’s not a w***e, but she definitely is a homewrecker, of some sort, at the very least.”
The door flung open.
Dorien was wearing a smug smile, with a brow raised, to greet his brother.
His eyes took in the person standing before him.
Instantly, Dorien paled.
He staggered backward.
Reyland blinked, his own face going from red to grey, then green.
His large hands began to shake, then he started to fidget, his fingers running against each other as he glanced away from his little brother.
Reyland closed his eyes, cursing under his breath.
Dorien’s mouth fell open.
Finally, the No
