SARAH
“You don’t need to talk to him if you don’t want to.” Julian whispers as he leans into my ear.
If Jaxon sees this gesture, if he’s annoyed by it, he doesn’t show it on his face. Instead, he keeps his eyes solely on me, completely ignoring the man standing next to me.
I’m quiet as well, not daring to make a move. A part of me wants to tell Jaxon off and walk away, but a greater part—the one that’s still in love with him and his brothers—wants…no, needs to stay back and hear him out. I fear I won’t forgive myself if I don’t.
When he finally stands in front of me, Jaxon’s caring gaze dances all over my face. He finds it hard to stare at one thing in particular, as though he has to fight the urge to take in all of me, to be sure I’m really the one in front of him.
“It’s…it’s re
