38| They Know (pt. 1)

Since the "almost-kiss," a week and a half ago, the relationship between Jax and I seemed a little... off.

The first day or two, he was glued to my side, ensuring that the coincidental fire was just that... a coincidence.

Usually, I liked having him around, but he was behaving like he had when we first met. He was distancing himself again; not physically due to the potential threat, but definitely emotionally.

We hadn't had any deep talks, he didn't give me any hugs, and he kept all conversations related to school work, weather, or other mundane things.

Even more unfortunate, when Chief confirmed that the fire was just a freak accident and was 100% unrelated to the mob, he was able to distance himself even further. I hated it.

I knew that kissing would be crossing a major line. He made it very clear to me that nothing could ever happen between the two of us. But yet... something almost had.

I kept replying that night over in my mind. What if Hannah hadn't interrupted? Would he h