JEFFREY walked out of the car with a straight back. His heart pounded with an entirely different reason. He's scared of seeing Cedric again. Jeffrey is sure he's going to create havoc inside his mind.

The moonlight illuminated half of his face. And the heat that was gone is now back. He hissed. "Don't get out, alright?"

Owell nodded. Jeffrey was about to walk into Cedric's car when a warm wind blew past his neck. "Little shit," a grim voice spat. Big arms enveloped his waist. On the reflection of the car window stood Cedric behind him. Eyes black and face taught with tension. "Were you hurt?"

"No." Jeffrey stopped...