Also?
Bash giggles the exact same way.
I finally succeed in pushing enough balloons out of the way so that I can see Jonas’s face.
He has his eyes closed and he’s sucking in deep breaths.
I squat next to him and put a hand to his forehead. It’s automatic to check for a fever even though I know going light-headed shouldn’t cause a fever.
But what if he has a fever and that’s what made him pass out?
“Are youstilllight-headed?” I ask him.
No fever.
But I let my hand linger on his face while I balance on the balls of my feet beside him.
I can’t help touching him.
He’s absolutely adorable.
Not movie-star handsome. Not ruggedly handsome.
I mean, he’s both of those things most of the time.
But right now, he’s as sweet and effortlessly charming as Bash is when he’s waking up in the morning.
“Small headache.” His chest raises as he sucks in a big breath, displacing more balloons. “Worth it.”
“Did these yahoos tell you that they have pumps for the balloons?”
Jonas slides one eye open and squints at me. “My lungs are the pumps.”
I try to give him the stern mama glare, but he’s clearly going to be okay, and somehow his eyes are crossed even though only one is open.
And those crossed eyes on top of that smile?
How can Inotbe completely and totally smitten with this man?
“I’m Super Lung Man,” he adds.
Decker snickers.
Jack coughs.
“If you’re gonna be a superhero, be a new one,” Theo says. “You want a cape? Laney. Get this man a custom cape.”
“Will I be in trouble with your security team if I don’t get you to a doctor?” I ask Jonas.
“Nope.”
“The rest of your family?”
“Nope.”
“Are you sure?”
He smiles at me. “Won’t let them be mad at you.”
