Aira's point of view.
Jax had left me in this room with Evan.
I didn't notice before, but I wasn't in the same room I was in earlier. The walls were red with silver streaks. The bed was a four-post king with the softest sheets. I had more pillows than I knew what to do with.
Who's room was I in?
Flashbacks of what happened invaded my mind. The man with the brown hair and brown eyes was all I could think about. His face popped up out of nowhere.
I stared at the door just hoping Jax would storm in and take me in his arms. I felt so comfortable when his arms were wrapped around me. Like I was safe. Like I was home. Something seemed so familiar about him.
Evan stared at me with a confused look on his face. He seemed nice but I couldn't draw myself to speak.
It wasn't awkward, it was jus
