Jax POV
“I never knew my mom.” I began. “She died when I was born. For as long as I can remember, it was just me and my dad.”
I smiled through the tears when the memories flooded my mind.
“He and I did everything together.” I sniffled. “I guess that he in some way hoped that I would have been a boy. He’s the one that called me Jax instead of Jaqueline, so it kinda stuck.”
“Your name is Jaqueline?” Julian asked, disbelief clear in his voice.
I nodded and chuckled.
“I haven’t been called Jaqueline since I was in middle school.” I replied. “I was so proud of my nickname, because it was my dad who gave it to me, so I didn’t even respond to Jaqueline when someone called me that. I have always been Jax.”
Julian smiled softly.
“He was an auto mechanic.” I continued. “He used to take ho
