Forbidden (#1)✔️

thirty-three

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Not much to say other than a small appreciation for those who continue to read my book. It means a lot!

toodles. x

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"Whatever happened to us getting matching tattoo's?" Jax blurts whilst I'm massaging his tense shoulders.

What an odd question, what the fuck did happen. I don't remember much from that god awful day of the ball. I mean my mom died and Liliana fuckin betrayed us so I have no idea. I also think I left one of Jax's credit cards he said I could have in his Maserati.

Oh well.

"I don't know, that day was awful." I say laughing.

After I laughed at his boner from earlier, Jax made me rub his shoulders because he is so tense. I did as I was told because I felt bad for laughing.

I also gave him the key back to my room, but not before I collected the rest of my things from when he was in hospital.

I am now fully moved into Jax's room and he said we could share the bed but I made him swear to me no funny business until I see it it's fit and until his arm is fuckin somewhat fixed.

"Well do you still want to get them?" he says turning his body around to face me. We are sat on his bed and I am practically stood up in order to reach his tall ass shoulders the large fuck.

"I mean yeh..." I sound unsure but I am sure that I want to do this. I want to scar my body for him. The amount of times he has saved me from his father or my father or the little basic things like burning myself with the straighteners, he deserves this and I want this.

I want him.

No Blaire that can wait!

(Mental eye roll).

"You sound unsure?" He says looking in between my eyes. I still remember when I tricked him into saying his favourite colour was my eyes.

I internally smile at that. It feels so long ago and we have gone through so many things and it has only been a couple of months. 

IT'S NEARLY CHRISTMAS!!!!

I need to think of what to get Jax as the best gift ever since I am so amazing and I can't be gifted.

"No no I am 100% sure I want to get matching tattoos with you Jaxy." I say climbing off the bed and grabbing my purse.

"Don't call me Jaxy and you're stupid if you think you're paying for them..." He says making a face at me because I got my purse. He stands up, walking over to me and takes the purse out of my hand.

"Jaxy, there is nothing in it..." I say smirking. It's true, it is one of my old purses that I brought over from my room. 

"What did I say about 'Jaxy'" He says the nickname in quotation marks. I smile and wrap my arms around his torso at his cuteness.

"Anything but that." He kisses the top of my head and walks to the closet to find a set of car keys and some shoes.

He walks back over to me and hands me the keys of his Maserati. 

WHAT NO WAY!!!! IS HE LETTING ME DRIVE THE BEAST!!!! 

Gosh Blaire, don't lose your cool...

I need to think of a new nickname to call him OR I might just stick with Jaxy, I'm sure he'll get used to it.

"You're driving because..." He says looking down at his arm that I made him get casted up again.

The only bad thing about that is that Nurse Bennett did it from the medical room down in the basement. He did it so messily, it looks ugly.