“Do you want me to repeat myself, Chloe?” Jaxson asked when she hadn’t moved.
She shook her head. No, she didn’t need him to say it again. His words had been clear, her hearing was perfect, it’s her feet that were the problem. They had trembled and then frozen stiff.
Jaxson turned and looked at her a moment before swinging his feet off the carpet and back on the bed. He settled his back against the headboard, then looked at her again, expectantly.
Her feet came unglued with a jerk. Chloe walked back to the bed. This time, she didn’t stop at the foot of the bed. She walked over to the side where Jaxson was seated.
“Come,” he said and stretched out his hand toward her.
Chloe looked at his hand and hesitated a second before taking it. His grip was firm but gentle around her fingers. Wi
