Sam's P.O.V.
The smell of coffee and fresh toast greeted me as I walked into the kitchen, my steps lighter than they’d been in weeks. A tiny smile tugged at my lips as I glanced at my phone, the latest message from Kyle lighting up the screen.
“Can’t wait to see you today. Last night was incredible.”
I bit my lip to keep from grinning too much.
Sliding into my usual seat at the table, I tried to act nonchalant. Tried, because no one else in the room was supposed to know just how much I was glowing inside.
Apparently, I wasn’t subtle enough.
“Big smile so early in the morning,” Jax said, his tone dripping with sarcasm as he took a sip of his coffee. “Let me guess, it’s Kyle texting you?”
I glanced up from my phone, his eyes boring into mine from across the table. For a split second,
