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Shit.
“It’s my best friend’s birthday, Christian. Where else would I be than with my girl?”
Christian stepped up to him, and Jax didn’t hesitate, standing taller. Not backing down.
“She’s not your girl, asshole.”
“Whoa!” I wedged myself in between them. This was me in the last year, having to constantly play referee when they were around one another. “It’s my birthday! You guys don’t get to pee on me today.”
Their stares never wavered from each other.
“Come in,” I said to Christian, opening the door wider for him to walk through and making sure Jax was still behind me.
It wasn’t like Jax couldn’t carry his own with Christian. I didn’t want it to get to the point where fists were flying.
As soon as we all walked into the kitchen, Christian’s eyes shot to the half-eaten turquoise cake Jax had brought me that morning with the blown-out candles lying beside it.
“What?” I asked, taking in his sudden harsh expression.
His glare cut to Jax. “Did you know she’s never had this?” Before his gaze snapped to me. “Because if he did know, then this wasn’t just a coincidence. He’s trying to show me up.”
“Christian, he’s my best friend.”
“I’m supposed to be your best friend.”
I winced. “Please don’t be this way.”
“If you knew she’s never celebrated her birthday, then why now?” he accused Jax. “Huh? You’ve been best friends for the last five years. Why the fuck now? Unless you’re trying to prove a point to me?”
Jax snidely smiled. “I don’t have to prove shit. I know where I stand in her life. Can you say the same, boyfriend?”
“Enough!” I intervened. “I’m tired of having to choose sides with both of you. This is ridiculous. We can all celebrate together.”
“Why now?!” Christian roared.
“I didn’t like celebrating my birthday before this year!” I declared for Jax. “You’ve changed that in me. Your whole family has. I wanted to celebrate my birthday for the first time with both of you. Is that a good enough answer for you?”
“I can’t believe you don’t see what he’s actually doing, Kinley. It’s fucking obvious.”
“I’m not doing shit,” Jax argued. “Instead of asking me if I knew, which I did, I’ve been trying to get her to celebrate her birthday since I met her. But what you should be asking yourself is why you’re so fucking insecure about it?”
It happened before I even saw it coming. I swear I blinked, and Christian’s fist was slamming into Jax’s jaw.
“No!”
Jax flew back, catching himself on the kitchen island.
With wide eyes, my hands flew to my face. This wasn’t going to end well, that much I knew. I lunged toward Jax to help him, but Christian grabbed my arm, stopping me.
“What the fuck? You’re going to him?”
I abruptly turned around. “You’re the one who hit him!”
“No shit, and I’ll do it again.”
With his hand on his jaw, Jax moved it around, scowling, “I’d like to see you try.”
“I just did!”
