Sam's P.O.V.
As soon as we were in the car, the silence was suffocating. I stared straight ahead, my arms crossed, and my jaw clenched so tight it hurt. The night air was cool, but I felt like I was burning from the inside out. Fury bubbled under my skin, my thoughts spinning too fast to make sense of any of them.
Jax gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, his jaw just as tight as mine. He hadn’t said a word since we left Kyle’s party, and honestly, I preferred it that way. If he thought dragging me out of there like I was some misbehaving kid was going to earn him a medal, he was sorely mistaken.
“Do you even realize how humiliating that was?” I finally snapped, my voice cutting through the tension like a whip.
He didn’t answer right away, just kept his eyes on the road, his
