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“Okay.” He releases a shaky breath, and I move to step away, but then he tightens his grip on me. “I don’t want to let you go yet.”
“I’ll totally be fine,” I try to reassure him. “We’re just walking, like, the twenty feet to the car.”
He pulls back to look me in the eye. “I literally was holding your hand when I lost you in the bar.”
He has a point.
“Well, unless you plan on carrying me, I have to walk in order for us to get to the car,” I say in a joking tone, trying to lighten the mood.
He sinks his teeth into his bottom lip. Those pretty lips that have touched mine. “Can I carry you?”
I arch a brow. “You want to carry me?”
He nods, wisps of his hair falling into his eyes. “Yes.”
I glance at Hunter, wondering what he thinks about this.
He mouths, “Just let him.”
I really don’t mind. Though, I do think Jax will have to deal with this issue one day. I won’t force him to do that tonight, though.
I shrug. “You can carry me, if you want.”
A drop of tension evaporates from his body. Then he slides his hands to the backs of my thighs and lifts me up. I latch my legs around his waist and loop my arms around the back of his neck as he proceeds to carry me to the car. He carries my gaze most of the time, only occasionally glancing around to see where he’s going. And, when we reach the car, he doesn’t immediately put me down until …
“It sure looks like you’re dating,” Benton remarks, and that’s when Jax finally sets me down. “Honestly, if I didn’t know any better, I’d guess the three of you were,” he adds as Hunter steps up beside me and places a hand on the small of my back.
Benton grins, and Hunter grins right back at him.
“So what if we were?” Hunter says with a roll of his eyes.
Um … What?
Hunter pulls me closer to him. “So, do you have our drinks or what?” he asks Benton. “Because we’d like to get out of here sometime tonight.”
Benton studies us for a beat before pushing away from the car. “Yeah, it’s in my truck. Hang on.” Weirdly, his gaze lingers on me for a second or two before he starts across the parking lot to the red, lifted truck that Jax and Hunter said was his.
“Let’s get in the car,” Jax says as he threads his fingers through mine.
I become super aware that I’m holding both of their hands again and wonder if it’s okay. I truthfully don’t know, since neither of them seem bothered with the other one touching me. And it’s not like any of us are actually dating. We’re just friends. And friends can hold hands, right?
Still, I feel a little weird.
Clueless Raven.
I’d always thought I knew a lot of shit, and I do. But, when it comes to guys, I’m starting to realize I’m kind of naïve. I don’t know what to do with that, and I don’t like the feeling at all. So, I just decide to go with the flow and let both of them hold my hands as Jax steers us to the passenger side of the car.
He opens the door up and has me climb inside. Hunter lets go of my hand as I do, yet Jax keeps a hold of my hand as he scoots in right beside me. Then the second he closes the door, he rotates toward me and releases my hand, but only so he can slide his arm along the back of the seat, angling his body toward me with his knee pressed against mine.
Hunter opens the driver’s side door then and gets in. Then he shuts the door before twisting toward me, our gazes colliding. “So, what happened?” he asks, brushing strands of his hair out of his eyes.
Sucking in a breath, I proceed to tell them about what happened once the fight broke out all the way up until I found the card on the floor. Once I’m finished, neither of them speaks. Benton still hasn’t returned to the car, which I find a bit odd, but he was on his phone before he left, so maybe he’s talking to someone.
Jax and Hunter exchange a look through the darkness of the cab.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Hunter asks Jax with a brow raised.
Jax nods, dazing off for a moment while combing his fingers through my hair. I can’t tell if it’s an absentminded act or not.
