Jay-la POV
Again they were waiting for her at her office. “You know one day I might not come to the office.”
"We’d know.” Jackson replied lazily. He was leaning up against the door to her office, appeared bored, this was how she remembered him from her days in the pack, laid back and easy going, his normal stance.
“Get some, did we?” she snorted amusingly. He was so relaxed he must have, she thought to herself.
He raised an eyebrow at her, but said nothing.
“What do you want?” she asked.
“You’re out for dinner tonight, Stephen and I thought we could watch the children.”
“No.”
“Yes, Jay-la,” he stated calmly, “anything could happen to them while you’re out for hours.”
“Is that a threat, Jackson?” she queried.
He sighed, and shook his head. “Jay-la, you have known me your whole lif
