Aidan leaned back, crossed his large arms. It was crystal clear that what Jax wanted more than anything was to see Sarah again, and the necklace was the perfect excuse. Sadly, the man wasn’t really known for his relationship skills, so he maybe needed some encouragement. But Aidan was going to play with him a bit first; it was almost always slow between ten a.m. and two p.m. and he was firmly in the dead zone.
“Well. Her car’s still out in the lot. I can always break in, and leave the necklace on the front seat.”
Jax glared at the reasonableness of that suggestion. He racked his brains to find an objection. “Uh. I don’t want you to break into her car.”
Aidan grinned to himself. Jax had never had a problem with his hard-won skills before, and had made good use of them on far more than a
