Eva POV
Jasper is lying on my lap, reading a book as I stare out at the fake ocean outside the balcony doors. I’m running my hands through his thick hair absentmindedly, thinking about Corey again.
I can’t help myself today. The conflicting thoughts come from anything and everything. When Jasper grabbed his current book, The Giver, and went to bed to cuddle up on my lap, it made me realize how more comfortable I’ve gotten with Jasper than I ever was with Corey. I just welcomed his touch like it was natural.
I used to cuddle with Corey like this when I was little, but once I gained my wolf and hit puberty, he stopped letting me. He wouldn’t even let me sit on his lap. He acted with me like Uncle Marcus or Uncle Liam. He treated me like an uncle would treat a niece.
Even Rhea is rethi
