Me: Maybe Zeff.
Tiger: Right, and what am I thinking about?
I roll my eyes, smirking.
Me: Me fucking you.
Me: Jax watching.
Me: Zeff’s dick in your mouth.
I glance over at Jax. He’s staring at his phone. Jaw tight.
“You good?” I ask, trying to hide my boner.
“Fine.”
I smirk. “You look pissed.”
“I’m fine.”
I grin and go back to texting.
Me: What are you wearing?
Tiger: Callum
Me: Tiger
Tiger: Sweats and one of Zephyr’s hoodies.
Me: Traitor
Me: Mine are more comfortable.
Tiger: You’re bigger.
Me: I know, baby. That’s why I’m your favorite.
She sends me therolling eyesemoji.
Jax shifts in his seat and glances at my phone. He looks away quickly.
“Want to text her?” I offer.
“No.”
“You sure? You look like you want to.”
“I’m fine.”
“Jealous?”
“No.”
“Right.”
He glares at me. “Shut up, Cal.”
