Jax's POV
Before I walked into that room, I did something I wasn't proud of. I doubled back to the diner window and looked in. I needed to be sure of what I was suspecting. So, maybe I am proud of it.
Lila was still there. Still in that same booth, hair falling loose over one shoulder, laughing at something on her phone, completely oblivious to me standing outside like some creep casing his own restaurant. She hadn't moved. Hadn't rushed out the second my back was turned. Hadn't done anything but exist exactly where I'd left her. I guess I was wrong about her.
I stood there a solid ten seconds just watching her through the glass, something in my chest twisting tight and confused, before I forced myself to turn and walk the two blocks to Mia's club.
Okay. So maybe I really had been ch
