LUCAS’ POV
The second I saw Jason’s hand linger where it didn’t belong, something inside me snapped. My drink was forgotten. In my head, the noise of the party blurred into static. All I could see was Ashley - her flushed cheeks, her swaying body, her smile and Jason, leaning in like she belonged to him.
I stormed across the room before I could think, before I could stop myself. My chest was burning. My jaw was clenched so tight I could taste metal.
Jason looked up just as I shoved myself between them. My arm went around Ashley automatically, steadying her against me. Her body relaxed into mine, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“She doesn’t need another drink,” I said.
Jason smirked, holding his cup lazily. “Relax, man. I’m just keeping her company.”
I leaned in, clo
