JADE
I feel the tray slipping off my hand, but someone’s strong grip immediately covers mine.
His scent fills the air, a familiar warmth that calms me. Lukas.
He saved the day…and my ass.
“I made you coffee,” I say, my vision clearer now that his broad frame is in the way of their blood sucking camera’s
Lukas signals them to tone down their flashes with the hand at his side. “Thank you, babe,” he takes it from me and sips, nodding his head afterwards, like it’s good.
I can’t stop a cheeky smile from taking over my face.
The truth is I’ve never made coffee myself in my entire life.
There’s a buzz in my system, just from genuine happiness. I stand on my tip toes without thinking and kiss his cheek, but he turns abruptly. Our lips brush before I can step back.
My hand flies over m
