Chapter Five
In a word, Isabella was stunning. Empirically, Jaxon knew that. He still remembered running home to tell his mom he was going to marry Isabella Capizzi after their first day of kindergarten. But this was... different. And he wasn't the only one to notice.
"I'd tap that," said one of Jarrod O'Neill's brothers. Jaxon couldn't remember which one - they all looked the same - blue eyes, brown hair, and built.
"Like hell you will," he growled. "She's off limits."
"Who died and made you her protector?" asked the brother with a lopsided grin. "Didn't I hear you say last night you weren't the dating kind? Seems like you need to s**t or get off the pot, my man."
Jason - that was his name. Jaxon hated that Jason was right. He'd basically broadcast to all the men that he wasn't inter
