Lila's POV
And I was right.
Jax hadn't even made it back inside before Valentina came storming across the lot like a woman on a mission straight from hell. Desperation looked terrible on her.
I braced myself, planting my feet, refusing to give her the satisfaction of looking even a little intimidated. I'd survived Kyle's mind games, survived a near-death crash, survived four days of paranoid hell wondering if somebody was gunning for my life. A spoiled rich girl with a chip on her shoulder wasn't about to rattle me.
"You've got some nerve," Valentina spat, stopping a few feet away, arms crossed so tight her knuckles had gone white. "Cozying up to Jax right in front of everybody like you actually belong here."
"Good morning to you too, sunshine." I leaned back against my bike, unbother
