JAX’S POV.
She raised her hand, brushing off the words that I would have said. I was surprised with what she had done but I let her talk, wanting her to let me know what she thought and how her feelings had been hurt. Her patient seemed to have worn thin.
"You don't have time for me anymore. Maybe 'your lady' is occupying your precious time. I don't even know why I I talking about this but maybe I should be clear and direct because I don't care what you're going to do to me this time..." Her words were slowly grating my nerves but the fact that she was doing all this just right after she had woken up had me very confused and worried that she might end up hurting herself.
"It's not like that, Amelia." I said, interrupting her but she rolled her eyes at me in frustration and what looked l
