Caroline's POV
Jax was waiting by his black sports car, and I stopped breathing for a moment. I'd always known him as that nice, beach-loving bar owner with a big smile, but today he looked different. He wore gray dress pants with a matching vest over a white shirt, sleeves pushed up showing his tanned arms. The top buttons were open, making him look cool but nice. His red hair shone in the sun, fixed well around his good-looking face. Unlike his sister Ruby, he had no freckles, just smooth tanned skin that made his green eyes stand out. When he saw me coming, his face lit up with that young smile that could make any woman like him.
"My goddess, Caroline," Jax said warmly as he walked to me. "You're even more beautiful than when I saw you last time."
"You look really good too," I said,
