Smoldering Jealousy

There was a faint, collective intake of breath. Kaelen’s lips twitched into a barely-there smile. Roth’s smirk thinned, a muscle ticking along his jaw.

Sora grinned, mischief bubbling up now that the heat was on. “Ane—are you actually with this guy?” His tone was teasing, loud enough for the room to hear. “Oh—Otōsan is going to flip when he finds out!”

Kira’s face flushed—scandalized and amused—