Kade
I watch Sora's retreating figure, fighting the overwhelming urge to go after her.
God.
I wasn't trying to get under her skin. My targets had always been Cameron and Daisy, making my brother squirm from the attention his girl was giving me, too bad he decided to stay in.
Jealous, possessive Sora had merely been an unexpected bonus.
Right now, however, none of it feels funny.
Fuck.
I rake a hand through my hair, giving the stairwell one last glance before turning in the direction Daisy disappeared.
If washing my hands, scrubbing my entire body and getting a skin transplant meant she’d stop looking at me like I had personally betrayed her then I'd do so a million times.
She f*****g compared me to Cameron, sure not directly but “Black men thing” was the exact jab she thought it w
