Dhalia POV
Jax has been so damn sweet; he literally washed every bit of food off my body in a way that wasn't suggestive. I expected him to try to f**k me, only he hasn't.
He's been a gentleman. It makes it hard for me to be angry at him. Especially after every day this week, he's done something to try to win me back.
For a week, I basically told him to f**k off. He came back, though, and if he didn't return, he sent me gifts. Right now, I feel awful for sending it back to him. He put in so much effort and I just threw it back in his face.
He grips my feet, and I squeal.
"What the f**k?" He laughs, and reaches for them again.
"I will kick you straight in the f*****g face if you touch them again!" I shout and he laughs.
"I was going to f*****g rub your feet, you're acting like I was
