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“But Greta is,” she singsonged with a pointed look “Sir”

“After the eto drive me crazy that you call me and Lex sir So e’re up here in the afternoons and evenings—cut it out”

She smirked at him

God, she was saucy And he loved it

She took the bottle frolass over “Please let ood at it”

“Just seeht”

“Bizarre to you Perfectly acceptable tome, after all”

“Well, that’s true enough” He sipped Then grinned at her before turning away to get his oork done

But her next words brought him to an abrupt halt

“Who is she?”

Jax slowly faced her “Who?” Though he instinctively knehom she referred

Sure enough, with a knowing sently touched her tawny eyes, she said, “The woements for”

Jax’s gut clenched “Whatthem for a woman?”

“Because they’re filled with passionand pain And you want them to be absolutely perfect Flawless Like her?”

“You really want to ask ed “You’re not jealous?”