Chapter Forty Four:so I don't sound like the i***t I feel like I am
Jax grabs her food before taking a seat beside me...
On my bed.
I convince myself that it will not be too bad to let her eat on it, but the minute I see the glistening piece of meat that she has in her hand, eating with her head pointing at the ceiling, I know I cannot allow it.
"The food cannot be here, Jax, you are going to stain my bed." I basically whine, because I just don't have it in me to stand my ground with a firm voice.
"relax! I am not a pig. I will not stain your bed just because I have to eat while sitting on it!" she is holding her hands up in mock surrender and all I can imagine is the fatty meat dripping onto the bed.
"okay. Share?" I don't know how I let that slide so easily, but I guess realisi
