Once we're ready, I go out and step into Garibaldi territory for the first time in almost two months.
I feel like a fugitive, but it honestly feels a lot more exciting than scary.
I walk to the guys, take possession of Jax and we separate as we walk into the restaurant because I want them to have a beautiful date, completely on their own, baby-free. Amaya deserves a break and I don’t mind pulling my weight like this.
All I personally need is a big Caesar salad, a bottle of red wine and some extra crispy French fries. That is literally my favorite thing to eat, so I take a seat on the bar and I prop Jax on my lap, then I order what I want.
Jax is a chubby boy, very easy to deal with and he never, ever cries. Not even when he's hungry... because he never gets too hungry, his mommy's
