The Golden Raven (All for the Game, #5)

by Nora Sakavic

Between the delighted crowd and the fireworks, it was too loud for Jean to hear him. Jeremy rocked onto the balls of his feet to say at his ear, “I’m glad you came.” ​“I could’ve watched three more matches in the time we’ve been gone,” Jean said. ​Predictable to a fault; Jeremy couldn’t help but laugh. Maybe he ought to apologize for upending Jean’s plans so thoroughly, but then Jean tapped idly at Jeremy’s wrist. Jeremy glanced down, curious, but didn’t get a chance to ask. Jean’s lips grazed his cheekbone as Jean turned his head, and every coherent thought Jeremy had crumbled to dust. Jean had to feel Jeremy’s pulse kick up beneath his thumb, but all he said was, “But I’d forgotten—I do not know them in English.” ​“Fireworks,” Jeremy said. ​“Fireworks,” Jean echoed. He tipped his head back to study the sky once more, and maybe Jeremy imagined his, “This is good, too.”