Chapter 82

• NICHOLAS
• "Evander told me you were a complete sap, and I didn't believe him. Looks like he was right," Ambrose's disinterested voice said, tearing my attention away from Giselle, who Alessa had somehow convinced to take a swim in the ocean.
• I snorted, looking up at him. He was clad in a pair of dark slacks and a crisp white shirt, an expensive wristwatch donning his wrist. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen him in anything other than what he was wearing. At times, he threw his jacket on, but then again, I wasn't one to talk when I lived in suits myself.