JESSICA'S POV
We sat in comfortable silence for a while, hidden under the willow branches. The party noise was a distant hum. Out here, it was just us, the stars, and the cool night air.
Dominic's hand was still wrapped around mine, warm and solid. I'd expected him to let go after a minute, but he didn't. His thumb traced slow, absent circles on the back of my hand, sending little sparks up my arm.
"You know," he said quietly, "this is the first time I've seen you not ready to run or fight."
I glanced at him. His profile was strong in the dim light, his jaw relaxed for once. "Maybe because you're not being an asshole for once."
He laughed, a real laugh that surprised me. "Fair enough."
"I didn't think you could be like this," I admitted, looking back up at the stars through the wi
