MARIA POV
The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Dax and Henry stood like immovable pillars on either side of me, radiating that unmistakable protective and possessive energy that always sent a delicious thrill through my body, no matter how much I tried to stay composed. Their sharp words aimed at Val had me clenching my thighs together, the heat building between them entirely inappropriate for the situation we were in.
I tried to focus on what was happening instead of the fact that all I really wanted was to grab both of them and drag them into my room. God, why did they have to be so...them?
"Since there’s not another spare room," my mom started, her voice tight and her expression strained, "Val is going to share with you, Maria."
My eyes widened.
