POV: Dinah
Jax stares at me in pure disbelief, his mouth hanging slightly open as if he has never seen a woman speak back before.
"Well, look at you!" he laughs loudly, slapping his knee with a hand that is calloused from fighting. "I thought you were a harmless little bunny rabbit, all soft fur and trembling ears."
He shakes his head, grinning at me with a new kind of respect shining in his eyes. "But it turns out you have got quite a bite on you, Dinah. I didn't see that coming."
He grins at Cade, winking conspiratorially.
"Perfect," Jax declares. "My brother likes spicy food, you know. He always has. You are just his type because he likes them feral and a little bit dangerous."
Cade and I both look at him with blank expressions, our faces mirroring each other in stoicism, neither
