Jaxon
The warmth of the shower dissipated as I stepped out, my eyes drawn to the scene unfolding before me through the doorway.
Jace and Melody lay together on the bed, their bodies entwined, the sheets haphazardly wrapping them as Jace stroked Loddie's hair off her face tenderly. He trailed a path of kisses from her temple to the corner of her plump lips, an adorable smile spreading as Jace muttered sweet nothings into her skin.
The scene tugged at the tender part of me, but the forever-on-edge side flared, worried she'd been stirred by another panic attack or nightmare.
Jace's eyes flickered towards me, and he caught the tightness in my jaw, the darkening of my eyes.
She woke up because you weren't in bed, dumbass. He pressed through a mind link that came as natural as breathing
