Damian's POV
The moment Jenna leaned into me, I felt it. Not just the weight of her body, but the intent behind it.
She was trying to send a signal to other people to stay away from us tonight. It almost felt cute in a clumsy sort of way, and my insides felt warm and fuzzy. Her attempt was so cute, but she was not as intimidating as she hoped to be.
So it fell on me to help her out.
I glared at everyone, with my face resting above her head. It made everyone else quickly look away.
My hand pressed more firmly against her lower back, fingers spreading just enough to make my message clear. She was with me, so no one else had the right to even look at her.
Jenna stiffened for a second, then relaxed against me. She trusted me enough to let me do that, and my heart felt heavy and light at the same time.
