Part Two: Jax & El; Temptation & Ten Weeks’ Gestation
Apparently, two wrongs don't make a right. But three make a hell of a good time!
I'm not sure what it says about me, but I don't feel guilty at all. Jax and I have been pretty hot and heavy. After our first “encounter” in that stairway by the bar, just a few hundred feet from where my husband was playing pool, I did try hard to forget it happened. The next day, a typical Sunday, my husband made chili, I made bread, and we watched football, cuddling on the couch. Then back to work on Monday and the mun...