Val's P.O.V

A slow, secret smile touched Vienna’s lips as she watched them from across the crowded hallway. Jax had Val pinned against the bank of lockers, not in anger, but in a way that made the air around them crackle. He was whispering something in her ear, and Val threw her head back and laughed, a sound of pure, unadulterated triumph. She swatted his chest playfully, her eyes shining with a possessiveness that was both fierce and fragile.

Anyone else might have felt a stab of ...