Having More

Chase POV

Jax leans back in his chair, laughing. “Oh, come on. It’s the first time he’s actually allowed to do that with someone we’re all involved with. Usually, they pretend to date me, not him.”

He’s not wrong. Blake usually handles the logistics and business side of things, while Jax is more social. I, on the other hand, tend to avoid the spotlight, preferring to keep to myself and tell people to fuck off when they ask questions. Jax is better at dealing with the press and managing our public image.

The music suddenly cranks up a notch, maybe to drown out the whispers that are starting to circulate around the club. Jax leans in closer to me, his breath warm against my ear as he speaks over the noise. “You know how we’ve been worrying about how we’ll cope if she decides to leave?”

I turn to face him, sensing the seriousness in his tone despite the loud environment. He smirked and leaned even closer, his mouth brushing my ear in what would look like an innocent conversation to anyon