My back was pressed against the door, but Jax was approaching me slowly anyway.
His eyes were fixed on mine, and his gaze was so intense that everything else melted away and he was all that I could see.
I could hear my own pulse rushing in my head, and I swallowed nervously and dug my nails into my palms as I tried to ground myself.
I had not been a good friend to him, but I had asked him for his help and waiting for his response was torture.
When he reached me, I thought he was going to pin me against the door and kiss me.
The thought thrilled me and I ached to reach for him and pull him close to me, but I managed to fight through that urge.
His hand was moving towards my waist, but it felt like he was moving in slow motion and I was shaking slightly as I anticipated how his hands w
