This is it.
“You ready?” he asked, his tone gentle, but with the underlying expectation that came with him. There was always an edge, even when he was giving me space.
I swallowed, giving a quick nod, even though my stomach churned. “Yeah, let’s go.”
He didn’t say anything else, just stepped closer, his hand brushing against my arm in a way that sent warmth straight through me. Blaze was beside me on the other side, his hand naturally resting on the small of my back. Possessive, but subtle. It was a silent message to everyone watching—she’s ours.
As we walked toward the school building, the crisp morning air hit me like a shock, waking me up more than I wanted. The campus buzzed with students, chatting, laughing, totally wrapped up in their own worlds. But when we appeared, it was like
