Emily's POV

Jax had switched on the radio, and he was quietly humming to some unknown tune.

That was what I liked about Jax; he was always quiet, observed things, and kept to himself.

I have been out with Jax on a couple of expeditions, some of which were more dangerous than others. He had my back, and I had his. He was kind of fun to be around, and I could understand why he and Mila fit together perfectly.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Jax asked, shifting his gaze to ...