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Even after all these years, I still felt him.
How?
It didn’t make any sense, but nothing ever did when it came to him. The audacity of that man to just show up and bark orders like he had a right to. The brass balls on him never ceased to amaze me. I couldn’t believe he’d kicked Bradley out of my home, and what was worse was that Bradley just left.
Jax could be a serial killer for all he knew, and he’d left me for dead.
Way to pick them, Sophie.
I had the worst taste in men.
My mixed emotions were all over the place. I couldn’t keep up with the hurricane Jax was stirring in my life, and I hated that he had that much control over me as if I was still that little girl completely devoted to him.
How did he find out? After all this time? All these years? Who told him?
I threw on jeans and a white shirt while counting to ten, trying to calm my overly anxious nerves.
“I’m here to ask her to marry me.”
Those eight words rang over and over in my mind with no end in sight. He couldn’t be serious. Inhaling another deep breath, I opened my bedroom door and made my way back into the kitchen. Except Jax wasn’t where I’d left him. Instead, he was standing in front of the fireplace, holding the picture of newborn Ben in my arms.
I’d just had him, and my mom snapped that picture. She was the one in the delivery room with me.
He didn’t turn around when he heard me walk into the room, all he said was, “Why?”
“Why what, Jax?”
“Don’t play games with me, Sophie.”
“Me not play games?” I scoffed out in disgust. “From what I remember, all you ever did was play games, Jax. How’s it feel?”
He snapped around to face me. “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?”
“Why would I tell you if he’s not yours?”
“You’re really going to stand there and continue to lie to my fucking face?”
I didn’t want to fight with him. I barely wanted to speak to him. “You need to get out of my house.”
“I’m not leaving until you tell me the truth.”
“I owe you nothing. After the stunt you just pulled, you’re lucky I don’t call security to escort you out.”
“Sweetheart, you should be thanking me. You want to be with a man who’s a complete pussy?”
“You had no right.”
“I have every right in the world to protect what’s mine.”
I adamantly shook my head. “I’m not yours, Jax.”
“That’s up for debate, but I’m not talking about you.” He lifted the frame. “I’m talking about him.”
“I have nothing to say to you.”
“Well, I have plenty to say to you.”
“Great. Except I don’t care to hear it.”
