GLIDED CAGE
He knew Milo spent his lunch hour in the most secluded corner of the botanical garden, eating a ham sandwich his mother had clearly packed with love.
Jax watched the back of Milo’s head. From this angle, he could see the soft, downy hair at the nape of his neck and the way his small ears turned pink when the professor called on him. Jax’s hands, resting on his muscular thighs, twitched with a restless energy. He felt like a lion watching a butterfly—fascinated by the fragility, terrified that one wrong move would crush it.
Later that afternoon, the indirect interaction Jax had been craving finally manifested.
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