In fact, it dies quickly when my eyes meet those wide hazel ones watching us. Jaxon stands before us, gaze pinballing between Garrett and me, jaw getting closer and closer to the ground. He grins suddenly, but it’s one of those terrified, awkward ones, all bright, clenched teeth. “Uh…” He clears his throat and claps his fist into his opposite hand. “So, um, I heard that…”
HELPPPPP NOOOO
