Page 275 of Iced Up Love: Part Two
The reply comes almost instantly.
I’m okay. Lucian got me and Mark out. Don’t worry. Are you okay?
I exhale, something tight in my chest easing just a little.
I’m okay. We’re home.
I stare at the message for a second longer, then lock my phone and head back out.
Jackson and Zach are on the couch when I return.
They both look up immediately. Both of them soften.
That look. The one that says you’re here, you’re safe, we’ve got you.
“Come here,” Jackson says quietly, patting the space beside him.
I move without thinking, sinking down between them, my body naturally leaning into the warmth of both of them as Zach’s arm comes around me and Jackson’s hand finds mine.
Elijah is still pacing.
Still waiting.
Still somewhere else entirely.
Jackson picks up his phone again, scrolling.
“There’s already a storm online,” he mutters.
I glance at him.
“What kind of storm?”
He huffs a quiet breath, something almost amused slipping through the tension.
“Our relationship is trending,” he says. “The photo… the one on the carpet.”
My stomach flips slightly.
“Trending how?”
Zach’s thumb brushes slow circles over my arm.
“Talk to me,” I say quietly.
Jackson tilts his phone slightly so I can see.
Notifications.
Comments.
Posts.
People losing their minds.
“Most of it’s about this,” he says. “Three men, one woman… people are obsessed with it.”
I swallow.
