Bethany stood frozen, her heart pounding in her chest as Dean leaned in closer, his lips brushing hers. The world around her blurred into nothingness—until her gaze shifted and landed on Jason standing a few feet away.

Her breath hitched. The boy’s wide eyes stared at her, filled with an emotion she couldn’t place. Panic? Disgust? Confusion? Whatever it was, it made her chest tighten. With a sudden push, she broke away from Dean.

“Jason!” she called, rushing toward him and ignoring the other two men in the room. She bent, reaching out to him with trembling hands.

“You’re back. I missed you so much,” she said, her voice trembling...