Noah

A few feet away, Mariah had Jackson by the hands, forcing him to actually participate. He looked like he wanted to complain, but his eyes were soft, and his mouth kept twitching into a smile like he couldn’t help it.

Mariah leaned closer to him, shouting something in his ear over the music.

Jackson’s face changed instantly—surprise, then amusement, then something warmer.

He shook his head like she was ridiculous.

And then he danced with her anyway.

Which, honestly, ...