Jonas’s POV
I had never seen Callie like this before.
And God.
That was exactly what terrified me.
The room was still wrapped in that gray darkness before dawn while she remained between us, breathing too fast, the sweatshirt slipping from one of her shoulders while her hands still clung to us as though she had finally made a decision she no longer wanted to take back.
But the worst part was that I could feel it.
The change.
Not in the bond.
In her.
Callie wasn’t holding herself back anymore.
That constant tension beneath every movement was gone, the one that always made it seem like even while kissing us she was still preparing to run at any second.
Now she was reaching for us.
And part of me wasn’t prepared for how much that was going to hurt.
Asher kissed her neck slowly ag
