Every time I thought Caius might have some redeeming features he found a way to make me hate him a little more, and this was no exception.
He was so insecure about Jax that he was threatening to kill him if I didn’t behave like his beloved confidant in front of the crowd, and that filled me with a rage that I could barely control.
I wanted to make a comment about his insecurity, but I couldn’t say something offhand about whether he thought Jax would be a more satisfying partner for me because that would be condemning him to certain death.
Caius wasn’t exactly being paranoid, though. I did like Jax, and he liked me; we had acted on that the moment we were alone together and it could have gone a lot further than it did.
I was still conflicted about that, and I wasn’t sure whether the spa
