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Jaxon's POV

I stood at the doorway, my sharp, calculating eyes fixed on Riley.

Riley looked distressed, his face pale, his lips pressed into a tight line as though holding back a torrent of emotions.

A sound—faint but unmistakable—came from within the house. My gaze flicked past Riley’s shoulder, and there he was: Eric, sitting rigidly on a chair, his eyes blazing with barely-contained fury.

Interesting.

I immediately understood I had stepped into something volatile, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t about to let the chaos stop mr from speaking to Riley.

Last night had been... electric. Whatever feelings Riley might have been denying, I had seen the truth in every touch, every gasp. I wasn’t leaving without a conversation.

“Riley,” I began, my tone smooth but firm, “we need to talk.”

Riley shifted uncomfortably, clearly aware of the tension hanging in the air like a storm cloud.

“Jaxon, now’s not a good time.”

Eric, who hadn’t taken his eyes off me, let out a dry, humorless laugh
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