Chapter Eighteen    ~Heat of the Past~

Jasper

Why does he have to come back?

I was so pissed. He thinks he can come back and begin to poke his nose into my affairs.

I didn't drive home. I needed a place to cool off.

"What's up, man? Why is your face fucking red? Who got your face fried? "

I walked into Orion who was having a chilly time in the pool with some girls in their swimsuits. His olive skin was warm and golden under the sun. His blond hair darkened as water plastered over it. On a good day, I wouldn't mind joining them.

I dropped onto the lounger laying my head on the headrest. The shriek the ladies made was like pins being poked into my brain. I came here because I wanted quiet. Not this.

They clamored around Orion. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Would you all shut the fuck up and stop screaming like an alien ship?" I growled, loud enough to make the wine glass next to me rumble.

The girls didn't think for another second before running out of the house with their clothes in hand.

Orion gasped. "What the hell