Chapter Fourty Two
The maid scurried out of the room, leaving an awkward silence in her wake. Jax cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair, looking both amused and mildly embarrassed. I couldn’t help but giggle the tension from the moment before dissolving into lightheartedness. Miles interrupted , the tension disappearing. "You guys up for pizza?" “Is that all you think about, bro? Your stomach?” Jax huffed, rolling his eyes. Miles shrugged, leaning against the kitchen counter with a playful smirk. “Hey, a man’s gotta eat. Besides, pizza solves everything. You know that, Jax.” Jax shook his head, but there was a fondness in his expression. Despite his teasing, it was clear he adored his brother, even if Miles’ priorities skewed heavily toward food. I glanced between the two of them, feelin
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