Chapter 95

Mel's POV

Jaxon takes the oddly shaped spoon and sticks it in his mouth. My thighs clench together as I watch his long, thick tongue wrap around it.

He smirks when he notices me watching him, but he points to the cup in my hand with his spoon. "Eat your ice cream before it melts."

Heat creeps up my cheeks as I gracefully place the spoon in my mouth. The cold dessert explodes on my tongue. "Wow, this is amazing!" I exclaim.

"I knew you would think so," he says, his smirk widening.

I frown thoughtfully as I take another bite. "You know, I can't believe I've never left the territory before. I feel so...sheltered and inexperienced. It fucking sucks."

"It's not your fault, your dad is a controlling asshole," he points out. Then, his face fills with unmistakable concern and torment. "When I heard your voice in my head earlier, I was so afraid I wouldn't get to you in time. You know...like the last time you were in danger," he trails off. His jaw tenses as if he's reliving the moment all over