he was half the reason I hadn’t lost my mind when Asher was taken last year. Jesse had gorgeous dark skin and a mop of dark hair. His eyes were green, but not like Asher’s; more like a leaf edged in silver. He was hot. Not quite Asher hot, but … close. Maybe it was only that I loved Asher as way, way, more than a friend that made him hotter to me; otherwise,
