Chapter Twenty-Three
Walker
“What the hell kind of fire are you playing with?” Jackson asked before taking a pull from his beer.
I twirled a bottle of beer between my fingers on the table. “What the hell are you talking about?” I countered.
Although I knew perfectly well what he was talking about. I was being stupid and reckless. I knew it, and I still couldn’t stop it.
Jackson set his beer down and leaned back in his chair, hooking his elbow over the back of it. “Don’t bullshit me, man. I don’t know what’s going on with you and Jade, but it’s no fake thing. If you’re not careful, Lucas is going to notice too.”
I leaned my head back, letting out a sigh before leveling my gaze with his. “Right. I don’t know what the f**k I’m doing. I guess I should talk to him.”
“If you value your li
