LUNA’S POV
It’s been 3 minutes after Jax played his beautiful rendition of his favorite song as Jacob keeps telling me.
The cold temperature is now kissing my bare neckline, the open doors at the entrance allows the windy night of autumn that send shivers to my bones “Hey, Missy Luna are you cold?” we just halted from dancing, his arms holding me in a polite hug, people clapping their hands and cheering as Jax stood up in the stage.
Then, Jax’s eyes meet mine, my soul restlessly swoons over his glance, I shied away, covering the emotions that should not be there.
I face Jacob and hold his face unconsciously, “I’m fine Mr. Bernier, the wind is a bit chilly” he flashed his perfect white teeth in his sweetest smile, quickly removed his coat, and helped me slipped inside it “Hope it will keep you, warm Missy.”
Jacob never left my side, he keeps me accompany throughout the night, enjoying some glasses of wine.