Joining Them

Dhalia POV

Jax has been so damn sweet; he literally washed every bit of food off my body in a way that wasn't suggestive. I expected him to try to fuck me, only he hasn't.

He's been a gentleman. It makes it hard for me to be angry at him. Especially after every day this week, he's done something to try to win me back.

For a week, I basically told him to fuck off. He came back, though, and if he didn't return, he sent me gifts. Right now, I feel awful for sending it back to him. He put in so much effort and I just threw it back in his face.

He grips my feet, and I squeal.

"What the fuck?" He laughs, and reaches for them again.

"I will kick you straight in the fucking face if you touch them again!" I shout and he laughs.

"I was going to fucking rub your feet, you're acting like I was about to torture you." He smirks at me.

"Because it is basically fucking torture Jax! Touch me feet, and it's torture, I'm ticklish." One thing I can't stand is someone touching my fucking feet.

"So ticklin