The poor man looks like he’s going to explode.
“Leave.” He spits out, and I flinch, not expecting that response.
“What?” Hurt laces my tone.
“Leave, Felicity. I know you’re going to eventually, and it’s better you do it now.” He points to the door of my house, and I resist slapping him.
“This ismyhouse. And frankly, Jaxon Cash, you don’t know the first thing about me or my life anymore, so I’d appreciate it if you left me alone!” My voice rises at the end of my sentence, and I hate that we resorted to this.
I was going to be mature, dammit.
But Jax always got the best of my emotions. He was always the one person who could make me feel way too much, and now I was letting him get the better of me.
Be mature. Deep breaths.
I have to get away from him. I have to find a place to cool off before I lose my cool and someone here finds my vulnerability to be a meal ticket and sells me out to some tabloid.
Without a word, I step around him, ignoring the hand he reaches out and grazes my arm with, and march my way back to my car, trying to find the calm I so desperately need.
13
jax
Our conversation won’t stop runningthrough my brain, and I have a hard time wanting it to stop, anyway.
I was an asshole.
I hang my head, my beer sitting in front of me at the table I occupy alone, ignoring the dart game that is going on in front of me.
She is staying.
Moving home.
She would be here for the rest of…Well, a while anyway.
“What’s got you in a mood?” Dani asks, sitting in the chair next to me, her little baby bump now turning into a well-pronounced thing.
“Nothing,” I say, not wanting to get into the Felicity drama with Dani. Probably because I know the side my cousin would take, and it’s not mine.
“Come on.” She nudges my shoulder and peers at me. “Something’s wrong.”
Was something wrong? Yeah. The way I spoke to Felicity was pretty fucking harsh. I regretted my words the minute they left me, knowing that I allowed my fear of her, of being in her orbit again, overrule my manners and, well, any basic functioning of my brain.
I can’t help it. The thought of her leaving sucked, and the thought of her staying terrified me. I was a mess.
“Felicity bought a house and is staying here.”
Dani blinks at me and bites her lip.
“You knew.” I accuse, looking at my cousin in horror. “You knew, and you didn’t tell me?”
CT comes over at my raised voice, his new dad radar on high alert now that his wife is carrying his baby. He doesn’t say anything. He just places his hands on her shoulders and looks at me.
“I didn’t know it was a secret,” she says, her voice small, probably realizing how much this is affecting me.
“It’s not. I knew too,” CT says, taking his beer off the table. “Graham’s doing her house.” He frowns then. “I thought you were helping with that house.”
I definitely am now. Now that I know who it is for, it is personal. I found myself more and more interested in the specifics of what was getting done to the point that Graham was annoyed with all of my questions I had today after Felicity left.
