Page 65 of Jax & Knox

And this piece of shit is playing daddy like he has any right.

Rage floods through me, hot and blinding.

I want to get out of the truck.

I want to walk over there and put a bullet in both of their heads.

But I can't.

Not yet.

Not here.

Too many witnesses.

Too much risk.

I need to be smart about this.

I need a plan.

I zoom in on Ainsley again.

She's laughing at something the quiet one said.

Her hand rests on his arm.

Casual.

Comfortable.

Like she's known him for years instead of weeks.

My chest tightens.

She never looked at me like that.

Not even in the beginning.

Not even when I tried.

Because you didn't try hard enough, a voice whispers in the back of my mind.

I shove it down.

No.

I did everything right.

I gave her everything.

She's the one who fucked it up.

She's the one who ran.

I lower the camera and lean back against the seat, closing my eyes.

I can still see her face the last time I hit her.