(Kendall)
I didn’t know how to move. I felt tense all over, like if I spoke too loud or blinked the wrong way, the moment would fall apart.
Jaxon was still right there. His forehead touching mine. His breath warm. His hands were not moving, like he wasn’t second-guessing any of this.
I, on the other hand, was losing it inside.
I’d just told him I was in love with him.
What the hell was I thinking?
Before I could say anything else, my phone rang loud in the silence. I flinched. Jaxon pulled back slowly, looking at the phone on my nightstand.
“Your dad,” he said after glancing at the screen.
I grabbed it quickly and sat up. “Hey, Dad?”
“Kendall,” he said. “You sound tired.”
“I just woke up.”
He sighed. “I figured. Your mother and I are coming over. We’ll be there by the afternoon
