Chapter 12

• Why the hell would Donatello invite Cleo here?
• Jayce thought furiously as he leaned against the wall, Cleo stood opposite him. Although, they had met a few times in the past, it was brief as he made sure he didn’t spend as long as five minutes in her vicinity.
• He stared at the same amber eyes that had once made him weak in the knees. A long time ago, he’d do anything to see those eyes light up. The same seductive eyes that once fooled him.