Chapter 0231

“Um,” I say

say, feeling utterly awkward as I look between Ben’s slack jaw and Jesse’s appalled expression. I am suddenly very, very aware of Jackson’s forearm tucked neatly below my ass, holding me up against him, and the way that my leg intuitively curled itself over his hip, like it belongs there.

Ben’s mouth drops open further as he realizes that this is not a mistake that I’m not fighting Jackson, demanding that he put me down.

“Get off of her!” Jesse shouts, starting forward, livid, raising his fist like he’s going to beat the shit out of Jacks.

Jackson snarls, taking a step away, holding me possessively to him as Rafe stands and jumps between my mate and my cousin.

“Whoa, whoa, Jess!” Rafe shouts, putting out a hand to stop our cousin in his tracks. “You don’t have all the information here!” Jesse obligingly skitters to a stop, looking between Rafe and me with his mouth open.

“What are you talking about!?” Jesse shouts, staring at Rafe in shock. “You’re just – you’re okay with this!? What the hell happened out there –”

didn’t tell them?” Jackson murmurs, turning his face to me with a little frown

delight at the drama unfolding before him. “Um,” I reply, going still with awkward fear, having absolutely no idea what to say. “No, she didn’t tell them,”

his outrage and growing panic. “Because, Rafe, I actually

into action in my panic and wriggling in

to me now, angry. “What…why do you…Ari!” he shouts, stepping towards me now as Jackson hesitantly lowers feet,

a to n

stares between all of us in shock and delight as Rafe sighs, shrugging at me. “It’s time, Ari. You should just let everyone know

Jackson is looking down at

possible…a little knock comes at the

dinner come up yet?”

to look at Luca, who cheerfully

he

on me, peeking out from Jackson’s other side, my mate’s arm

Shit shit shit.

am I not better

faster than mine,

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