( “Your brother’s quite the conversationalist.” )

Jeremy checks the screen of his phone as he exits the main doors of the school, sighing when he sees who it is. He presses ‘Ignore’ and continues walking toward home, away from the hustle and bustle of the school dance and into the night.

“You’re screening my calls,” a now all too familiar voice says from the shadows. The feel of Damon’s cool nose ( Read more... )