𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙒𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙

Chapter Twenty Five • Family Reunion

𝙇𝙪𝙣𝙖'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫

"Jax, wake up." I whisper next to his ear.

I swear this man could sleep through a fucking tornado.

"Jax." I yell this time.

I roll my eyes as I stand up straight over him.

"Jax there's a man and he's trying to get my number."

"Who the fuck? Where?" He says, sitting up rubbing his eyes.

I stand there and look at him with a bored expression.

"Really? So me calling your name multiple times does nothing for you, but a man asking for my phone number does."

"Well obviously, gotta show him you're mine." He says in a duh tone.

I feel like being a bitch today.

"No kisses or hugs for you today." I say turning around and start to walk out of the room.

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME." He yells behind me.

"Watch me."

•••

Jax is pouting at me from across the dining room table. I purposely sat between Xander and Baxter so he couldn't sit next to me.

Am I being rude to my boyfriend who has a killer hangover? Yes.

Do I feel bad about it? Slightly.

Am I gonna stop anytime soon? Probably not.

Hotel? Trivago.

"You should take a picture, it will last longer." I say to him with a fake smile.

I look down at my plate picking up some eggs on my fork when I hear a clicking sound.

I look up to see Jax with his phone pointed at me.

"You better delete that photo Ajax."

"Oh shit she used your full name." John says from the head of the table, Cynthia letting out a snort before covering it up with a cough, smacking the back of John's head.

"Seriously dad? You're gonna make fun of me now as well." Jax says dramatically, throwing his hands up in the air.

"You deserve it." I say pointing my fork at him.

"What did I do!"

"I don't know! Let me figure it out!"

Jax lets out a huff as he sits back in his chair, me mirroring his actions yet a glare directed towards him covers my face.

My stomach fucking hurts.

•••

"I'm sorry I was so mean this morning." I whisper into Jax's chest as we cuddle in our bed.

"It's okay." He says, planting a kiss on my forehead.

After breakfast Jax and I decided to leave to come back to our apartment, him still sulking because I refused to speak to him the entire way home. To make a long story short I got my period, aka why I've been acting like a bitch.