A Reaction

[Serenity’s POV]

I nod and give everyone a look of reassurance as Jolene bounces to my side. It is clear that she is more than ready to get to experimenting, and that aspect alone makes me think that she and Tristan could really get along. But that single thought is ruined by the way the man in question glares at her, clear jealousy in his eyes.

Sighing, I turn my gaze to my arm and watch as Jolene wraps a tourniquet around it and feels around.

“Oh,” she giggles, her eyes flashing with excitement. “This one is juicy.”

Growing quiet, she preps her needle and then attacks, stabbing it deep beneath my skin and hitting the vein perfectly so that burgundy blood begins to pour out. As it does, I feel Maverick grow tense, but after I give his hand a gentle squeeze, he relaxes.

“All done!” Jolene announces, patching me up and then jiggling the vial of blood she has collected. “What’s next?”

“Next,” Tristan announces, snatching it from her. “We see if our hypothesis is right.”

As he speaks, he