Sienna

The cabin burst into quiet laughter.

At first, it was just a few giggles — then whispers started drifting from seat to seat, heads turning, eyebrows raising. Someone behind us muttered something like, “Did he just say love evidence?” and another person snorted.

Heat flooded my face. My stomach flipped so hard I thought it might crawl right up my throat.

Jaxon’s hand brushed mine under the blanket. “Stay cool,” he murmured, barely moving his lips.

Easy for him to say.

Every whisper felt like a spotlight turning our way. I could feel my heart pounding so loud it might as well have been on the intercom too. My...