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I start to sit down beside him, but he wraps his hands around my hips and pulls me down so I’m sitting on his leg with my body angled toward him.
“Are you okay with this?” he double-checks.
I nod, and he visibly relaxes before adjusting me so I’m basically sideways, sitting on his lap, my body angled toward him. I’m not really sure what to do with my hands, but he takes them and positions them on his shoulders. Again, those intense eyes of his burrow into mine.
He stares at me with a half-smile on his face. Confusion weaves through me, especially when he leans toward me, as if he’s about to kiss me.
Kiss me right there in front of Hunter.
But, at the very last second, he dips his head and brushes his lips against my cheek. So soft. So sweet. My eyelids unintentionally lower.
Can I just stay like this forever?
Flash.
My eyes snap right back open. Hunter is in front of me, holding the camera, a smile touching his lips.
“Not so bad, right?” he asks as he lowers the camera from his face.
“That’s it?” I question.
“That’s it.” He puts the cap of the lens back on the camera. “Was it as bad as you thought it would be?”
I shake my head, knowing it wasn’t so bad. Just a snap of a photo, and while Jax’s lips were on my cheek. But something about the camera's noise, and the light, is causing goosebumps to sprout across my skin.
Snap.
Flash.
Snap.
“Smile for the camera, pretty little girl.”
“Raven?” Jax’s voice tugs me from the memory.
He’s looking at me in concern. “Are you okay? You’re shaking.” His gaze lowers to my arm. “You have goosebumps, too.”
I nod, telling myself to calm the hell down. “I’m fine.” It’s the only words I can get to leave my lips. The memory—whatever it is—sends this dark, heavy fear lashing through me.
He continues to look at me the same way. Honestly, he may even look more concerned.
Hunter is sporting a similar expression as he studies me, lips parting. “Baby—”
The doorbell rings, cutting him off.
His brows briefly knit. “Either we have an unexpected guest or someone is here early.”
“Hopefully, it’s the latter,” Jax says, shifting his weight.
They’re worried, which makes me wonder who they think this unexpected guest could be.
Jax stands up, moving me with him and gripping my waist so I don’t stumble. I give him a smile of gratitude.
Flash.
Snap.
“Smile for the camera, pretty girl.”
