Adam’s P.O.V.
I sat on my wooden desk as I listened to Jenna speak, hoping to God that she hadn’t slept with my brother at some point in time. Ever since Koda had come to help out in the library, he had been silent mostly or out of the house, probably trying his best to avoid me, giving me no chance to corner him into asking him what the hell the deal was between him and Jenna in the first place.
The rain started pounding against the windows of my small office, a steady rhythm that seemed to match the erratic beating of my own heart. Jenna and I sat next to each other, the small distance between our bodies both comforting and suffocating at the same time, because I desperately wanted to hold her and yet was afraid to move too fast since I still had no idea what had happened between Koda
