BONUS CHAPTER 1**

**LILA’S POV**

The house was supposed to be empty.

Ryan wasn’t due back from his business trip for another four days. That’s what he’d texted. That’s what gave us the false sense of safety to be reckless.

Jax had me pressed against the kitchen island, my back to the cool marble, his body caging me in. His mouth was on mine — hungry, and deep. His tongue danced with mine in slow, filthy strokes while his hands roamed under the oversized shirt I’d stolen from him.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” he growled against my lips, nipping my bottom lip before sucking it into his...