LILA’S POV
I couldn’t sleep.
The house was quiet except for the distant crash of waves outside my window. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jax — the way his hand had hovered over my hip in the club, the heat of his body when he’d caged me...
LILA’S POV
I couldn’t sleep.
The house was quiet except for the distant crash of waves outside my window. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jax — the way his hand had hovered over my hip in the club, the heat of his body when he’d caged me...