Page 86 of Tattooed Love

“Then why are you up here?”

“Because I couldn’t take seeing that jerk with his hands all over you,” Jax’s voice switched to bitter. “When I thought about snapping his neck, I thought it was best to get out of there.”

“Why did you tell me that?” I asked, my stomach flipping over at his confession. “You could have lied.”

“Didn’t want the truth?”

“Just wasn’t expecting it.”I pulled at the hem of my dress, as I noticed Jax’s eyes drift over it. “Not like you to tell me what you were actually thinking,” I added.

We sat in silence for a few moments. Jax continued to drink, and I just sat there, stealing glances at him every so often.

“I think you have had enough,” I declared. I reached out and took the bottle from his hand, as it hovered around his lips. Leaning over him slightly, my eyes locked with his.

My heart fluttered as our bodies brushed against each others. I placed the bottle to his side, but my body still hovered dangerously close to his.

I should pull myself away from him, I thought.

“How did you get here?” I finally muttered, my voice coming out in a low stutter.

“I don’t remember,” his throat audibly dry, and he swallowed quickly. “Why?”

“I’ll call a cab. We still have time to watch that movie you got me last week. If you’re keen?”

“I’m a bit drunk,” he smirked at me, and then placed his hand on mine, which was gripping the floor. “But yeah why not,” he added.

He pulled his hand away from me and slowly got to his feet. I got up easy, but he was a little slower. Groaning, he placed a hand on the wall.

“Great,” He grunted.

“What?”

“Late fees.” He looked me in the eye. “You still have that movie, which means I will have late fees to deal with,” he explained.

Laughing, I reached out and took his hand. Even the hardest men have a soft side and the more time I spent with Jax, the more I saw it… and the more I fell for him.

Chapter 21

Oh baggy clothes, the pure comfort of them. The baggy t-shirt hung loosely around my waist, and my favorite sweat pants felt like heaven after that dress.

I walked into our cinema room. The lights were off and Jax was sitting on a middle recliner holding his head.

“You better still be drinking that,” I coaxed as I smiled at him, noticing the untouched bottle of water on the side table. “I put Aspirin in it.”

“Why would you put Aspirin in a full bottle of water?” he looked up at me. “You know I usually only have it in an inch of water, right?”

“Yeah but this way you drink a full bottle of water.”

I sat down in the recliner next to him. ”Drink up sunshine.”

Jax sighed and picked up the bottle, flipping the cap off. “I think you are enjoying this,” he said, glancing at me sideways. “Why didn’t you drink tonight?”

“Don’t know,” I shrugged my shoulders. “Not in the mood I guess.”

Jax nodded his head before drinking the water. Silence settled in the air and it was peaceful. Closing my eyes, I leaned back into the chair. Sometimes I enjoyed just staying home and relaxing. Sure I liked partying, but sometimes it was good to come home after it all and just bum around.

Although usually, I was always too drunk to really enjoy coming back.

“Come here.”

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