NYRA’S POV.

Silence pressed in between us. Tension thick in the air seemed like he finally realized that whatever was between kade and I seemed to root deeper than a few moments of helping a friend out. A flicker of hurt passed through his face but then quickly morphed to determination.

Jaxon finally reached out. His fingers landed on my knee without thinking. The touch was feather-light, but it burned in the best possible way. I wanted to take his hand. I wanted to pull him down and tell ...