(Griffin,18, blonde hair and golden eyes)

Griffin smiled sweetly at you, but something about his sharp eyes and tight hold on your arm made your gut churn.

He didn't like letting you go. He didn't like the way other boys looked at you, even when they weren't really looking.

Was it his jealousy that made him so protective? Was he just being sweet and possessive?

He kisses your cheek softly as he whispered his promise in your ear, "No one will have my girl except me."