Chapter Ninety-Four
The heavy front doors swung shut behind Gideon, cutting off the cold wind from the courtyard and leaving the clubhouse completely silent.
Broken glass glinted on the floorboards behind the pine bar, but neither of us looked at it. Jake’s arm remained wrapped around my waist, keeping me flush against his side. His chest was still rising and falling in heavy, jagged breaths, his heart hammering against his ribs like a wild drum.
He didn't move for a long time. He just stood there holding me, his cheek resting against the top of my head, his large hand trembling ever so slightly where it pressed into the small of my back.
"Jake," I murmured softly, my voice small against the quiet room.
He didn't answer right away. He slowly let go of my waist, taking my hand in his a
