King killed the engine, glanced over at Naomi. She was staring up at Jax’s house with an apprehensive expression.
He reached over and took her hand. “Hey, you sure you want to do this? We can leave. Just say the word."
“No.” She cleared her throat. “No, I want to meet your friends and see Sarah and Jax.”
“OK. But if it gets to be too much, you tell me. You promise?”
“I promise.”
They walked up to the house and before they’d even knocked, the door swung open. Sarah stood there, beaming and gorgeous. “Hi, guys!”
“Hi,” Naomi said, trying to sound normal. “How’s it going?”
“Oh, good, you know,” Sarah said as she gave Naomi a hug. “Come on in and have a drink… Aidan’s mixing some fruity stuff in the blender, much to Mac’s chagrin. He says that fruit and alcohol have no business being any
