Chase POV
I watch as Jax walks off carrying Dhalia. Blake turns and walks to his room. He's still distant with me, and I know it's because I literally took charge of everything. Yes, he likes to submit, but what I did was control.
Walking to his room, I step into the bathroom. He turns to face me as he showers. Stripping, I step into it with him. "Let me help wash the egg out," I laugh slightly.
His eyes watch me with caution. I don't blame him; I'm not this person—not with him or Jax. I struggle to be caring in the way I am with Dhalia. I need to try, though. He doesn't speak as I pull the eggshell out of his hair and wash it. "All sorted." I smile at him, and he steps out of the shower and goes to his room.
Sighing, I follow. As I get into the room, he's sitting on the bed, with the
