RENEE
Jax held my hand and walked us further into town.
It was a lovely evening to walk.
“You look stunning,” he said as he moved me closer to him. He placed his arm around my waist as we approached a new restaurant that was open.
I glanced around and noticed a few people inside.
Jax opened the door for me, and I walked in with Jax right behind me, his hand never leaving my waist.
A woman was waiting by a stand; Jax went up to her and gave her his name. She was all smiles when she met his gaze, but when her eyes landed on me, I looked like something she trod in. I groaned; I hate being like this. But when I looked at Jax, he focused on me, not her.
The woman didn’t look too happy and grabbed two menus. We followed her to the back. She stood next to a booth that was out of sight from
