Sam's P.O.V.
"What do you want to do with our last night of freedom?" I asked as soon as we stepped into the house, dropping my bag onto the couch. The thought of tomorrow brought a small pang of anxiety, but for now, it was just the two of us.
Jax leaned against the doorframe, his smile carrying a mischievous glint. "I don't know," he teased, his gaze flicking to me playfully. "What's on your mind?"
"A shower," I said, tugging loose my ponytail, letting my hair fall over my shoulders. I bit my bottom lip, trying to ignore the way Jax was watching me.
"I’ll race you!" he declared, grinning mischievously before taking off toward the bathroom.
"Cheater!" I shouted, laughing as I chased after him, kicking off my shoes along the way.
Jax beat me to the bathroom, leaning against the doorf
