Chapter 30
Navine
What the f**k is wrong with Nathaniel?
The question pounded through my head like a hammer, relentless and infuriating, as I watched my brother's hand slide down Hailey's back. Down, down, until it settled exactly where it had no business being.
On her ass.
My vision actually blurred for a second. Red crept in at the edges, hot and pulsing, matching the sudden roar of blood in my ears.
He was touching her. Touching her like he had a right to. Like she was his. Like….
I forced myself to breathe. To unclench my fists before I broke my own fingers. To look away before I did something stupid like march over there and rip his hand off her body.
But I couldn't stop watching the way Hailey leaned into him, her face buried against his shoulder, completely unaware of where
