My eyes widen.
Dagger is standing there, lookingwaytoo entertained.
I press my lips together, unsure if I should speak, but I nod instead, my face burning.
Jax exhales sharply, still standing between me and the door. "You need something, man?"
Dagger smirks, his gaze flicking between us. "Nah, just forgot something I needed. Don’t mind me."
He snags something off a filing cabinet, gives us one last look, then laughs as he walks away.
Jax mutters a curse under his breath, rubbing his hands down his face before looking back at me.
I groan, dropping my forehead against his chest. "I hate everything."
His chest shakes with laughter, but when I push against him, he lets me go, stepping back just enough for me to slide off the desk.
He watches me closely, his eyes still heated, still wanting. I know if I let him, he’d have me right back where I was—half undressed, pressed against him, lost in the way he makes me feel.
But reality has officially intruded. I exhale, smoothing my sweatshirt back into place. "I need to get back."
Jax tilts his head. "You got plans?"
I shrug, trying to sound casual. "I mean, it’s Friday night. I plan on relaxing on my couch and eating snacks."
Something flickers in his eyes. "That so?"
"Yep."
Jax steps closer, a slow smirk tugging at his lips. “What kind of snacks are we talking?”
I cross my arms, mirroring his expression. “If you can guess, you’re invited.”
His brows pull together slightly before he laughs. “Okay, let’s see… popcorn?”
I tilt my head side to side, considering. “That’s an easy one, but yeah.”
His smirk widens. “Chips?”
I shake my head. “Too basic.”
“Chocolate?”
I narrow my eyes. “Be more specific.”
He leans in, voice dropping. “Something salty? Sweet? Both?”
I bite my lip, refusing to give him any hints.
His grin deepens. “Chocolate-covered pretzels.”
My face gives me away before I can stop it. His smirk turns victorious.
“That a yes?” he asks.
I roll my eyes. “Maybe.”
He nods like he’s really thinking it through. “All right. What else? Ice cream?”