Fifty-Seven
Jackson’s heart stopped beating, frozen by Justice’s simple request and the loving expression in her eyes. After a long moment his heart beat once more, faster than he could ever remember it beating before. All thought fled as he stared into her luminous eyes, slowly lowering his head until their lips met. Only then, tasting her sweetness, did he close his eyes, swept away by the sensations as he deepened the kiss.
Light blossomed around them and a fire swept from Justice’s body into his own, an inferno that carried with it the promise of a new day. A ripple of power swept through his body, becoming a river as it burst out of him in a concussive blast that knocked everyone around them to the ground. Only he and Justice were left standing, and he barely registered as the bond
