CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
There was something dancing in the amber of his eyes. It wasn’t rage anymore. More like the feeling of defeat. Maybe he liked him. Maybe I was wrong about him being this cold, arrogant, ass-
“Seriously? Evan? He could have picked someone better. I mean, you actually look better than that guy,” Okay, I take my thoughts back.
This man right here was an irredeemable prick . What did Tawan even see in him? And seriously, was he that intransigent about Evan's extremely good looking features or severely jealousy that Tawan could easily score any hot man he fancied?
“Well, if you meant that as an insult to me, I’m afraid it's quite the opposite. You thinking I'm better looking than Evan, is probably the only compliment I’m ever going to get from you,” I pointed out, Lamon s
