![]() It's as if he's checking me out for the first time ever, suddenly I'm extremely happy on my dress choice tonight. As if he's finally noticed that the girl whose nickname is tattooed on his chest is actually here in the same room. His eyes leave mine only briefly as they scan me. Heat flushes my face and my stomach begins doing flip-flops. Jax chuckles at the two of us and finally he turns and meets my eyes. I stand from his bed and lean against his desk, taking in the disheveled room. "He'll get over it" Sydney and I both say in unison with a roll of two sets of eyes. "I'm not privy of knowledge of what to do when someone is trying to kill me, Gabby! But I thought he should know that Sydney is now involved. "Is that who you've been texting? What are you two like BFFs now?! I thought you two didn't talk!" I leave my daydream and furrow my brows at Jax. "Your dad will be over here in about ten minutes." God Gabby, you don't know there's a new girl. He has something that personal but he can't even acknowledge that I'm here? The girl he loved is sitting right here on his bed and we aren't even going to talk about this? I wonder what the new girl thinks of that. My heart skips a beat at the sight of it. It's about the size of a large walnut, and placed over his heart, a stack of old tattered books, the top one lying open with the word Books in cursive. He has more tattoos than he did when he left. ![]() They begin going back and forth about different types of evidence, the letters my dad receives every year, etc. "Footprints and a piece of green felt, according to Dan. "Evidence?" Sydney sits on the bed beside me, sounding hopeful. ![]() "Dan never could be part of the case since he was involved, plus he's not a detective." "The case was never closed, they just aren't actively pursuing it" Jax clarifies. We couldn't come up with a plan that didn't put Zo in danger. My gaze shifts away from Jax and back to Sydney, who has ended her mini-meltdown. "What's the plan exactly? Is dad going to reopen the case? Was it ever technically closed?" A girlfriend maybe? God Gabby, he can have a life. Jax is on his phone texting, not giving me the time of day. Whenever she does stop pacing, she looks back to Jax, shakes her head and then begins pacing again. She's in just as much shock as I am right now if not more. Sydney paces the room, biting her thumb nail, muttering different words that I can't quite make out. ![]()
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