Alpha Jasper
Midika haha im in dangerwrite a scary storyinvite a wolf into the houseauto hunting with my clones chapter 67
"Not even some Bacardi?"
"Rum isn't my thing," I say distastefully, screwing my nose up.
Leaning across the bench, Asher gives me a look that mirrors the ones Jasper gives me sometimes. So intense, they have me wanting to look anywhere but him. But this time, I match it with as much confidence as possible, which seems to give him the utmost pleasure. "And what is your thing, darling?"
Jasper clears his throat, and for a second, I think I catch him shoot Asher a dangerous look I've never seen on him before. But in a second, it's gone.