Jairus's eyes closed as he leaned his head back on his chair and lived in that moment again, also adding to it, picturing in his mind's eye what he would do when he got her back.

Jairus was irked at how Aakifahkynn had been brushing him off when all he wanted to do was live in her. But she had never brushed him off before.

And there was that voice in the back of his head whispering that he was never that aggressive in his sexual approach towards her either. But he simply chose not to acknowledge it.

When he got her back, he would treat her better, that's for...