I didn’t plan to go to his office.
After everything with Lila in the laundry room and Jax grabbing me in front of people, I told myself I would stay away. I told myself I would be strong and keep my distance. But the bond wouldn’t leave me alone. It pulled at me all afternoon, hot and restless, mixing with the leftover ache between my legs until I couldn’t sit still.
By evening, I found myself standing outside Reagan’s office door, heart hammering in my chest.
I knocked once. Soft.
“Come in.”
His voice was rough. Like he already knew it was me.
I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. Reagan was sitting behind his desk, papers spread out in front of him, but he wasn’t looking at them. His dark gold eyes locked on me the second I entered. He looked tired. Tense. Hungry.
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