I could just be.
My hips swayed to the beat, smiling at Nerissa who was already lost in the song.
“You can whine, gyal!”
I laughed.“You're one to talk.All eyes are on you right now.”
“I had to get out of that booth—this was just the perfect getaway.”
“Why?What's going on?”
“Jesse’s girlfriend was two seconds away from earning a black eye.”
“Mercedes?”I asked.
“She’s been glaring at me since breakfast,” Nerissa said, rolling her eyes.“Then she blew up when we went out for lunch, all because Jesse was talking to the server about the bill.And then she had the nerve to say I should stay away from her man when the guys went to the bar.Honestly, it's like every time Jesse breathes near me, she acts like I’m committing a felony.”
“What the hell?Are you serious?”
“Trust me, I know!Talk about being insecure.That woman lives for the drama,” she added with an eye roll.
“No one has time for that,” I said, waving a dismissive hand.“Dancing is better.”
She grinned.“Damn right it is.”
We danced through another song, laughing, the tension in her shoulders easing.I saw her gaze shift behind me, then a mischievous glint flickered in her eyes.
“So,” she said casually.“You and Jaxon.”
“Oh, don't even.”I rolled my eyes, ignoring the tiny flutters in my stomach at the sound of his name.“You know nothing's going on.”
She laughed outright.“Sure.I suppose that’s why he hasn’t stopped looking over here.”
My neck warmed.“He’s not—”
I glanced over my shoulder.
Jaxon was exactly where I’d left him, lounging in the booth like it was built for him.He was talking to Benji, but his gaze was locked on me—intent, unguarded, hot enough to make my breath catch.The corner of his mouth tilted when our eyes met, slow and knowing.
I turned back quickly.“He was just… looking around.”
Nerissa cackled.“Girl.Please.I know a man obsessed when I see one.I'm surprised he hasn't gone all caveman and kissed you senseless yet.”
I grimaced, looking away from her widening eyes.
“Shut.Up.You kissed?”Her eyes lit up and she squealed.“Fuck yes.It's about damn time, too, with all that sexual—”
“It was nothing!Completely unimportant.I just needed to prove a point to my ex.You know it's all fake.”
“Mmhmm,” she said, unconvinced.
“It is!”
“Keep telling yourself that, hun.”
“You're never going to let this go now.”
“Well, duh.I have an eye for these things and trust me when I say you're both smitten.Or, well, at least sexually smitten.”
