“Yes,” I murmur, thinking the same thing.
And you belong with me.
I want to say it, but I can’t get the words out. I have no idea why.
“Guys, please come inside so Colin can get something to eat.” Jax appears in the doorway, drumming his fingers impatiently against the wood, and the moment is gone. “You’ll have all night to yourselves.”
“You’re all so annoying today,” Easton says, rolling his eyes. But I think Jax knows as well as I do that he doesn’t mean it. Not really, anyway. Maybe just a little. After all, Jax did pick a bad time to show up.
“We’re hungry, come on.”
“Let’s go,” I say, smiling. I pull Easton up the stairs and into the house. Colin and Beck are already on the sofa, hunched over a phone, scrolling through some food delivery app.
Easton sinks into one of the big armchairs, wraps an arm around my waist, and pulls me into his lap. It’s strange how right it feels. Just a few hours and everything has changed.
“So what’s your choreography going to be like?” Jax asks, getting back to the subject that I’d really rather ignore right now.
“It’s not anything yet. I still have to figure it out. All I know is it’ll be a dance set to your song.”
“Our song,” Easton corrects me, and I have to smile again.
“Yes.”
“Like in a music video?” Jax’s eyes light up with excitement, and Beck lets out an incredulous laugh.
“You’re not serious.”
“What?” I ask. I must have missed something.
“Jax has dumb ideas,” Colin says. He’s tapping away at his phone. Probably texting his girlfriend. Easton told me about Emma, about their long-distance relationship and how difficult it is for them sometimes.
“I have brilliant ideas.”
“You don’t.” Easton sighs behind me, his breath brushing warmly against my neck. I get goose bumps and snuggle closer to his chest. I can feel his heart beating against my back.
“Can someone fill me in?” I look questioningly from one to the other.
“I just thought... since we’ve already recorded the song and you’re working on the choreography... maybe we could do something with it.”
I blink, and then I understand what he’s getting at. “So you’re suggesting we shoot a music video?”
He shrugs and grins. “Why not?”
“Maybe because we can’t afford it?” Colin points out, while I just sit silently, my gaze jumping between the boys.
My head is suddenly way too full and at the same time terribly empty. A music video. With our song and my choreography? That’s completely crazy. But maybe crazy is good.
“Oh, come on, it doesn’t have to be that elaborate. Skye is always making videos for TikTok and stuff. They turn out pretty good.”
“Skye makes TikToks?” I stare at him in surprise, forgetting for a moment what we’re actually talking about, because Skye is the last person I can imagine making videos and posting them on social media. I have no idea why; it’s not like I know her well enough to judge whether it suits her or not. But somehow I wouldn’t have thought she was the type, and she’s never mentioned it. Neither has Jase, Zoe, or Mae.
Then Jax blushes, awkwardly rubbing his nose. “Yes. But the thing is, I wasn’t supposed to tell. Skye doesn’t like to talk about it, and I don’t think anyone knows except me.”
“Well, I’d say you failed miserably, dude.” Beck pats him on the shoulder.
“I thought there was nothing going on between you two.” Colin’s eyebrows go up, and Jax makes a face.
“There isn’t, I’ve just known about the videos for a long time. But it doesn’t matter now. Just picture it for a second: our song, Rayne’s dance... It could be really good. Maybe we’ll go viral, and then a label will notice us, and then we’ll become rich and famous.” He beams at us, and suddenly there’s a tingle of excitement in my stomach.
