The air around us tightened, tugging us closer together, making it impossible to breathe.This was illogical.He was only doing this to get a reaction out of me—deep down, I knew that, so why couldn't I look away?
He leaned in, so close now that his nose brushed against mine.A gasp flew out my lips when his nose brushed against mine.So close.I found my eyes fluttering closed and—
A sharp knock shattered the moment.
“Jax?”Nerissa’s voice called.“Your consult’s here!”
My eyes flew open.I jerked back so fast, my chair scraped the floor.What the hell was I about to do?
He didn’t move right away, just hung his head low.When his gaze lifted and met mine, there was a spark there that I absolutely did not want to interpret.
Then he straightened slowly—too slowly—and stepped back.
“The consult with Wolfe shouldn't take long,” he said, voice lower than before.“I’ll take you home after.”
And then he was gone.
The moment the door shut behind him, I exhaled hard.There was no stopping the thundering of my traitorous heart.
What the hell was that?
No, really—what was that?
That wasn’t a normal interaction with two people that hated each other.
That was…
My brain refused to finish the sentence.
Because finishing it meant acknowledging the heat that had flushed my skin.The way I’d leaned into his space.The way my eyes had dropped to his mouth like some hopeless, romance-drunk idiot.
No.Absolutely not.I refused.
He was the same boy who’d humiliated me.The same boy who’d made my life hell.His apology didn’t erase that.His tattoos didn’t distract from that.And his stupid, perfect mouth definitely didn’t—
I cut the thought off and started packing my things.
I needed to leave.Immediately.
Grabbing my phone, I pulled up the rideshare app and scrolled through the options.I was perfectly calm.I had to be.
“Pull yourself together, Savannah,” I muttered.
Just request the car.Just leave.Just—
The office door swung open.
I nearly launched my phone across the room, thinking it was him.
Nerissa poked her head in.“Hey, babe.I’m just checking in on you.”
“Right, yes.I'm good, thanks.”
“Why do you look so… flushed?Ugh, did Jax forget to turn the heat off again?”She walked in and shut the door behind her, marching to the air conditioning.
“No!I'm just—” I cleared my throat.“Naturally hot.”
She smirked.“That you are.”She plopped into Jaxon’s chair, propped one tattooed forearm on the table, and grinned.“So.You and Jax?
