Jojo’s P.O.V.
I don’t know how long we stood there in the water, tangled up in each other, but at some point, my brain lost all function beyond Raven, Raven, Raven. The kiss deepened, slow and achingly good, his hands firm on my waist, keeping me close like he had no plans of letting me go anytime soon. Not that I wanted to be let go. Absolutely not. If anything, I was strongly considering relocating to his actual skin, because holy hell, was he warm.
Maybe that was a werewolf thing.
Focus, Jojo, focus—
I gasped when Raven’s hands slid up my back, pressing me flush against him, and my brain just fully left the chat. The water rippled around us, a teasing little reminder that oh yeah, we were still in the middle of a damn lake.
We needed to move.
Which was a problem, because I had abs
