They were out on the patio above the backyard. Sarah drank her wine, then rested her head against the back of her chair and closed her eyes.
“You OK?”
She looked at Jax, standing next to the smoking barbecue. She admired his arms in his tight black t-shirt.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just enjoying the silence.”
“You ever get away from the city?” Jax flipped the burgers.
“Oh, no. Never. I wish I did. I love a big, open sky.”
“Well, just hang on a few hours. The stars out here are something else.”
“I bet.” She looked around again. “I just – I can’t believe you live out here like this.”
“No?”
“No. It seems so… cozy. Homey.”
“Yeah, well.” Jax took a drink of his wine. “I didn’t have too much of that when I was growing up, and as soon as I could afford it, I made damn good and sure I got it for
