His to Claim

Kaelia

The drive back felt electric, crackling with a different kind of tension. Valen sat right next to me in the SUV, his hand heavy on my thigh? nothing sexual, just this possessive grip, like he was staking a claim. His thumb kept tracing lazy shapes through my jeans, and every slow sweep of it sent heat flooding low in my stomach.

“You handled yourself tonight,” he said, voice quiet. “Kept yo