Chapter 15 CRACKS

Jaxon's POV

The night air hit like a physical thing-cold enough to sting, heavy with the smell of rain that hadn't fallen yet. I handed Alina a leather jacket that swallowed her whole, and she looked like a kid playing dress-up in my gear. It was fucking adorable, which meant I was absolutely fucked.

"Where are we going?" she asked, strapping on