“You live, and you’re in one piece,” Donovan said after opening the front door to let Jax come in. “I know you managed to escape that man’s clutches, thanks to Noel. He told me he’d heard from you.”
“I did,” Jax replied. “He’s now languishing in jail awaiting trial for attempted murder.” Or he would be, if he existed. Not something he could ever tell Donovan.
“Good. I was about to eat lunch, if you’d like to join me. Are you planning on sticking around for a while? You can use the same bedroom if you are.”
Jax almost declined the offer of lunch before deciding it would give him time to get used to the idea he was here before going in search of Noel. “Lunch sounds good.” As they went back to the small dining room, he said, “I don’t want to impose on your hospitality. Since I’m only visit
