I shifted in my seat, suddenly not hungry, when strong fingers laced with mine. “What’s wrong?” Lucas questioned, searching my gaze. My vision caught on our connected hands, then went straight to Jax. “Fucking finally.” He gave us a lopsided smile before shoveling cereal into his mouth. Tension flooded out of me, and I leaned into Lucas, who kissed my temple before nudging me to eat my breakfast. Everything about this was surreal.
