Jax was saying, "Yeah, but we don't like to publicize it."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because I like to keep a low profile."
I could see that. Even though Jax had a ton of money, he could go out in public almost like a normal person. I doubted that would be the case for someone as famous as Lawton Rastor, or his wife, for that matter.
I was still processing what I'd just learned. "I was wearingherunderwear? Seriously?"
"No."
"No?"
"Everything was new," he said. "I figured you wouldn't take them any other way."
This was true – and very sweet. "I know. I'm just saying,shebought them?"
"Her or Lawton. They were here a couple of months ago, and that's the room they stay in when they visit."
I was pretty sure he meant the same room that Allie had trashed. If only she knew. "So what happened?" I asked. "Did they forget some of their stuff when they left?"
"No. They keep some things at the house, to save on packing."
I couldn’t imagine being so wealthy that I could afford to leave a bunch of clothing behind. Still, Iwashappy for them – and insanely relieved to hear that the items belonged to a relative as opposed to an ex.
It shouldn’t have mattered, but for some reason, it did.
But this did pose another question. "So, you get along with him? Lawton, I mean?"
"Does that surprise you?"
"Sort of," I admitted. "I mean, the way you talk, it's like you don’t get along with any of them, well, except for Jaden, anyway."
Jax was quiet for a long moment before saying, "Yeah. And there's a reason for that."
"What is it?" I asked.
"Ask me later, and I'll tell you."
"Why later?"
He smiled. "Because – as someone just told me – we're short on time. And hell if we're gonna spend it on anything dealing with my crazy-ass family."
I might've argued, except the way we spent our remaining time at The Plaza was nothing to complain about it. And besides, once I did hear the full story, it was easy to see why he hadn't wanted to share it.
It wasn't pretty. That was for sure.
Chapter 66
It was a Thursday night, and we were having drinks out on his patio – beer for him and wine for me. We'd been seeing each other exclusively for over a month, and I still knew very little about his family.
Obviously, it was a sore subject, so I'd been waiting for the right time to bring it up. But just now, Jax had mentioned something about cars, and it seemed like the perfect opening.
"Speaking of cars," I said, "you neverdidtell me why you took that car of Jake's."
"Hey, it was there."
"And…?"
