My mouth felt dry, and I couldnt help but swallow hard before reaching for the water bottle again.
The cold water rushed down my throat, suppressing the restlessness and anxiety bubbling inside me, jolting me back to clarity.
Jonathan still hadnt moved his leg.
He just let me stay pressed against him like that.
For a moment, my heart felt as if it had stopped entirely.
Then it picked up speed, racing uncontrollably.
But just then, the car suddenly swerved sharply.
Kimberly let out a startled cry from the front seat.
That scared me, Jazzy! She patted her chest dramatically, then softened her voice to praise him, But your reaction was so quick, Jazzy.
If you hadnt turned the wheel in time, that rock wouldve hit our car.
Jasper chuckled.
Impressed? My driving skills are top-notch.
Kimberly suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

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Youre amazing, Jazzy! Heres a kiss! Cut it out, Jasper scolded, pretending to be annoyed.
At least he hadnt forgotten his girlfriend was sitting in the back.
He shot her a mock glare.
Act your age, will you? Kathy is right here.
Kimberly widened her eyes, putting on an innocent, pure expression.
Kathy, Jazzy and I grew up together.
I see him as my elder brotheryou dont mind, do you? I pulled a blanket over myself, forcing a cold smile.
Oh? Do you kiss your brother like that at home too? Kimberly immediately put on a pitiful look.
Jazzy, see? I told you Kathy doesnt like me.
Maybe I shouldnt go… I dont want to upset her.
Jasper frowned right away.
Enough, Katherine.
Youre two years older than Kimmy.
Cant you be a little more mature? Shes just a kid at heart, spoiled and playful.
Why do you have to be so harsh? In that instant, I didnt even have the strength to argue anymore.
Be more generous, huh? Sure.
But in the future, I hope you would be just as generous too.
… Beneath the cover of the blanket, my leg pressed even tighter against Jonathans.
As the car jolted slightly again, my knee and calf brushed against him once more.
Suddenly, his long, warm hand slid over and grabbed my thigh.
His palm was hot against my cool skin, and that warmth seeped into me, wave after wave.
In that fleeting moment, my senses felt magnified a thousand times over.
I could even feel the faint calluses on his fingerscalluses from years of holding surgical scalpels.
I could feel the subtle friction as the pads of his fingers grazed my skin.
So, I couldnt help but glance back at him, just a quick look.
But it was enough to catch him sitting upright, his shirt collar neatly buttoned.
Yet, his Adams apple bobbed sharply, betraying his tension.
From the side, those razor-sharp contours of his face were strikingly handsome.
It was the kind that made your heart skip a beat without warning.