“Do you want me to drive you home, Luna?” Jaxon asked, his deep voice laced with warmth as his thumb brushed gently along the back of my hand. The touch was soft, grounding, a stark contrast to the raw energy thrumming between us as we walked toward their cabin.
Ahead of us, Mason and Tyson strode side by side, laughing at some inside joke. Their shoulders bumped into each other every so often, playful shoves exchanged like two brothers who couldn’t get enough of each other’s company. The sight made me smile, the easy camaraderie between them filling me with warmth.
“Actually,” I said, hesitating for only a moment before feeling the heat creep up my cheeks. I swallowed and gathered my courage. “I was wondering if I could spend the night?”
The reaction was immediate.
Both men in front o
