The day after Jax nearly kissed me in Dante's office, I saw him coming through one route and took the other.
But it turned out that I didn't need to because apparently, Jax was also doing the same thing to me.
I thought avoiding Jax would be easy but it wasn't and that was what made me lay on my bed by twelve noon replaying the scene of me against the wall and hearing Jax's voice in my ears even when he was nowhere around.
After that incident, everything inside me felt ruined in the worst possible way because I could no longer decide if I hated Jax or wanted him.
Maybe both, but that was the real disaster.
The entire estate felt different now that I knew what all of them truly were. Every growl I overheard downstairs made sense now.
Every strange look, territorial argument and un
