Jimmie’s POV
Instinctively, I yanked my hand away from Devon’s. My breath caught in my throat.
Had I imagined it?
No.
He growled.
Devon f*****g growled.
I froze, my heart punching against my ribcage like it was trying to escape. His eyelids fluttered, and for a second, I swear on everything I saw something stir beneath them. Without thinking, I placed a trembling hand over his glowing gold eyes, shielding them from the nurse… Shielding it from the world.
That damned spark still pulsed in my fingertips.
Then the chaos came.
Doors slammed open. Voices came rushing in: Franco, the doctor, Eleanor.
Eleanor.
Her eyes, red-rimmed, empty just minutes ago, flashed wide with confusion and panic. She looked from Devon to me, to the nurse, then back at me again like I had pulled off s
