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The fabric smells like his cologne, and I discreetly breathe it in.

“So, when does it start snowing then?” I ask as we make our way across the campus yard and to the car. Unlike my old school, hardly anyone is eating lunch outside, but it’s also probably like forty degrees tops right now.

Jax’s gaze flicks up the cloudy sky. “To be honest, it could easily snow right now.”

I look up at the sky. “It’s not cold enough for snow, is it?”

“Temperatures can drop quickly here,” he explains, lowering his gaze, and so do I.

“This town is freakin’ weird,” I remark as the wind stings my cheeks.

“That it is.” He reaches over and draws the hood of his jacket over my head. “It’ll keep your face warm.”

“Thanks.” I lightly bump my shoulder against his. “You know, you’re making me doubt this whole scary thing more and more, Jaxon.”

He just laughs and shakes his head, slipping his hands into his pockets. We reach the car then. Zay is leaning against the bumper, texting on his phone, and Hunter is standing on the passenger side with the door open and has his arms resting on top of it. I think he’s dazing off since he’s just staring across the parking lot at nothing in particular. Zay spots us first and pushes away from the bumper, putting his phone away.

“About damn time.” He crosses his arms. “What the hell took you so long?” He looks at both of us when he says this.

Hunter glances at us, and his brows pucker as his gaze sweeps up and down me. “Are you wearing Jax’s jacket?”

I nod. “I was cold.”

He angles his head to the side as he curiously looks at Jax. Whatever the meaning behind the look, Jax shifts his weight, uneasiness flowing off of him.

What the heck? Is it really that big of a deal that I’m wearing his jacket?

“I can give it back.” I begin to unzip it, but Hunter promptly shakes his head.

“No, keep it on if you’re cold,” he insists as he walks up to me. “It’s not a big deal. I was just being weird.” Then he brushes his thumb along my lips. “We wouldn’t want those pretty lips of yours to get frozen.”

“Jesus,” Zay mutters under his breath.

“The jacket’s not going to help protect my lips,” I stress with a roll of my eyes.

“You know what? You’re right.” Hunter grins cleverly. “I better kiss those pretty lips and make sure they stay nice and warm.”

Zay lets out a groan.

So do I. “Dude, BBFs do not use cheesy lines on their BFFs, remember?”

Hunter grins. “You never said that before.”

“Well, I’m saying it now.”

“Hmm …” He rubs his jawline. “I’ll do my best, but no promises.” With that, he spins around and heads to go hop into the car.

I glance to Jax. “Is he always like that?”

“Sort of, I guess.” He gives a short pause. “Usually, he has a short attention span and would be moving on by now.”

“I’ve only known him for two days,” I point out.

“I know,” he says. “That’s a long time for him.”

I’m unsure what to make of what he said, and question if Hunter will get bored of me soon. Sure, the flirting kind of makes me squirmy, but I also secretly like that he jokes about me being his BFF. I’ve never had one before, and I kind of want one. Although, I’m sure we have a long way to go before that actually happens.

Trying not to stress too much about that, I head to get into the car. Jax moves with me, walking close. So close that his hand keeps brushing against my lower back. Or maybe he’s doing that on purpose? Why would he, though? I don’t know.

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