AVA WHITE

When I woke up in Jax's bed I notice how it feels cold, then I realise I'm alone. I frown and sit up from the king sized bed, my hands rub my tired eyes.

"Get dressed beauty," Jax's voice makes me jump as he emerges from the bathroom.

His hair is ruffled from sleeping, still only in his boxers. My eyes roam his body and I mentally scold myself for being in awe of him.

Then I look in his eyes, amusement is written all over his face.

"Why? What are we doing?" I ask as I begin to pull the bed covers off my body.

Jax smiles...