Chapter 1
Ava’s POV
“God this rain is never gonna stop,” I muttered, sinking deeper into the worn couch cushions while swirling the cheap red wine in my glass.
The storm was pounding against the windows so hard it felt like the whole apartment might flood.
Our friends had all texted one by one that they were canceling tonight’s hangout, so it was just me and Jax left here with half a bottle and nothing but thunder outside.
Jax stretched his long lacrosse legs out across the coffee table, his hoodie riding up to show that sharp V of muscle disappearing into his gray sweatpants.
He looked so relaxed, so damn sure of himself like always.
That cocky little smirk appeared on his face as he glanced over at me. “What’s wrong with you, Ava? You finally get a free Friday night away from
