Isla
I woke up, and the familiar anxiety set in. I had better get up and find something to distract myself. I tried to crawl out of bed but was a large arm across my body.
I inhaled the scent of fresh pine, rain, and cloves.
The events of the night before came rushing back. I couldn’t help but smile; everything was okay again. I felt excited and giddy, more so than when I first came here. I was so close to losing everything that I looked at it with a new sense of appreciation.
I was tugged across the bed into Jackson's chest. “Where do you think you’re going?” He growled, sending shivers down my spine.
He was mine, all mine. I snuggled up close to him.
Jackson sighed. “As much as I want to spend all day in bed with you, my mom already mindlinked me. She’s heading over with brunch in
