Chapter 14
Kristen tried to keep her eyes on the screen, but it was so hard with Jax sitting beside her, looking as handsome as he did. His knee kept grazing hers, and she wanted to reach out and rest her hand on his thigh. It was too bold of a move, even if they were in a dark theater. They were surrounded by people, who apparently all showed up for Terry’s free buffet. From what she could gather, it was a weekly thing—a way for the town to keep the theater in business.
Jax’s fingers tapped insistently against his leg, and she leaned into him. “Are you okay?” she whispered, not to disturb the rest of the theater.
“I’m good,” he said.
He didn’t look good, though. He looked like she imagined she did before she was hit with a panic attack. He’d gotten her out of one earlier, and she felt
