“We better get back out to the floor before the others think we’re fucking again.”
“Not a bad idea,” I smirk.
“Jax,” she smacks my chest. “Maybe tonight.” She winks and walks her rainbow tutu’ed ass out of the door.
Standing there in the room's silence, I take everything in. She’s giving me space, not trying to crowd me. She knows me. God, does she know me. Most women would stay here and want to just dance in this feeling of bliss, but she knows what it took for me to say those words. The feelings pulling and ripping inside of my chest, even now.
I’m exposed.
Vulnerable.
My hands stretch and flex several times before I move towards the door. The loud thumps of the bass pulse through me, charging me.
I did it.
I said the words.
I’ve never said them to another person before and meant them like I do so fully with Everlee. My love for her consumed me before I even said them. Perhaps that’s what I found so scary. The fact I feel like my feelings for her, my love, is on a runaway freight train. I need to be in control, and that part of me is not.
However, maybe telling her gives me back some of that control…
EVERLEE - MY MEN
Mybackpressesagainstthe wall outside of the room Jax is in.
He just said he loved me.
That moment. It was intense.
I feel so raw. So charged.
The music pulses through me, pulling me down the hall. I know Jax will be out in just a second, and I don’t want him to see me like this. Not after all of that. I don’t know if he was planning on telling me he loved me. I don’t think he was. He looked so… scared after he said the words. I could see it in his eyes. It’s why I left. Part of me, a big part, wanted to stay, but the other part knew I needed to get away. I needed to allow him time to process. He’s like a wild animal, and I didn’t want him to feel like he was caged or trapped. He needed space to breathe.
When I get to the dance floor, Tony and Lizzy are dancing, rather grinding. I feel a set of eyes on me and look up to find Callum’s blue eyes staring at me. His face looks puzzled and then a moment later, his eyes shift and his face changes.
Jax is walking along the side of the room before he ducks into another nook.
Taking a deep breath, I walk to the stairs to head back up and find Callum at the top, waiting for me.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” He asks, his words laced with worry.
“Nothing is wrong.”
“What happened?”
My head falls to the side. I know we don’t keep things from one another, but for some reason, I find myself wanting to hold on to this piece of information, at least for a little while longer. I don’t think Jax would care, but…
“Everlee?” he presses.
“Everything is fine, but I don’t want to talk about it right now.” I throw my arms around him, giving him a quick hug and whisper. “All is great. Trust me.”
He turns his head lightly and breathes in my hair. “You smell like Jax,” he murmurs.
“And now I will smell like you.” I gently place my hand on his chest and push him away.
He lets out a low hum. “Your brother was looking for you.” He nods towards our table.
“Thanks.” I place a quick kiss on his cheek.
