Chapter 87 Risky

• Leilani
• The cold flare of jealousy and disgust that washed over me as my eyes rested on them was more intense than I could ever expect. I went rigid under Jade’s gentle arm as I tried to battle the intensity of my ruined mood.
• He was dark, massive, and dangerous where he sat, a black shirt clinging to his ripped body and black pants encasing his strong, stretched-out legs and feet in black sneakers with tiny red undertones that looked more expensive than the two bitches rubbing on him.