**Jax**

The sound of Trent whistling woke me from a fitful sleep. I sat up and stretched. "Someone had a good night."

He stood in the kitchen, coffee mug clutched in his hands. "Good doesn't do it justice. Though, somehow, I ended up giving her the ten bucks. Not quite sure how that happened." He laughed and held up the steaming cup. "Want some? Looks like you could use it."

Groaning, I stood and shuffled into the kitchen. I hadn't been able to fall ...