Jax's P.O.V.
It had been a long week of feeling like I was stuck in neutral. Something about Sam had changed—something I couldn’t put my finger on—and every time I tried to reach out, she pulled away. I wasn’t used to this. I’d never had to chase someone before, not like this. But it was more than that. It was the fact that I felt like she didn’t want me anymore, and that hit harder than I cared to admit.
I spent the day pretending it didn’t bother me, but the fact was, I was frustrated as hell. The guys could tell. I wasn’t the same lately. I hadn’t been hanging out with them like I used to. No parties, no late nights, just... silence. Something was off, and I couldn’t seem to shake it.
As I leaned against the lockers, Aaron and Ryan came up beside me, looking like they had something t
