Chapter 32
Jax drove home in silence, tormented by his own thoughts. There was no denying he’d been jealous of Logan from the moment he saw them talking across the room, Logan’s body language screaming he was interested in Jessa. Jealous because the only man he wanted looking at her that way was himself.
So much for believing I hate her.
He was angry, for sure, but that was a very different thing than hating her.
He should have realized the interest he had in her since the moment they first met years before would not be so easily shaken.
Yes, she'd betrayed him by intending to take away his child, and that should have put him off her scent forever, but damn it all to hell, he still wanted her.
Maybe that's not such a bad thing.
If he could find a way to put that behind him, maybe even forgive her, it might still be possible for them to share this child.
He changed lanes, surreptitiously glancing in her direction. Her posture clearly said still angry, and not likely to get over it anytime soon. Hell, he was angry, too. The question was, could they find a way to feel something besides anger?
Jax thought back to another car ride, the eighteen hours he’d driven to first tell her they'd killed Steele. He'd spent several of those hours facing the fact that he was interested in Jessa for himself. Apologizing to his dead friend.
Now Jessa was pregnant with his baby, and he had even more reason to pursue her.
Not less.
She lied to you. She's no better than Linda.
But Linda hadn't been carrying his child.
She'd made sure of that.
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
He could pursue Jessa, have a relationship with her, maybe even raise the baby as a family. But he would never give her his heart, never trust her after what she had done. It was the only way to move forward from here.