Macy POV
I make my way up to the bedroom and sit on the small couch. My head drops into my hands as I try to calm my racing heart. I wanted to kill her.
all the pain I felt over the past 24 hours turned into pure rage and if Max didn't intervene when he did.. I shake my head trying not to think about how bad this could have been.
The bedroom door swings open, hitting the wall hard and it makes me jump. Jax walks in and looks at me with sheer determination in his eyes.
He's in just a pair of sweatpants with his chiseled and tattooed chest on full display as he stalks to me with purpose.
I stand up and hold my hand out just as he gets within reach and I place my hand on his chest.
His breathing is hard and ragged as if he just got back from a workout. His gray eyes are burning into m
