Simmering Jealousy

Draven

Maeve’s fingers brushed gently over the cut on Jax’s skin, and a hot wave of jealousy tightened in my gut as I stood there watching them. The two of them were wrapped up in their own little bubble, acting like a pair of devoted lovers with no room for anyone else in the room. Was that the real reason she kept checking on him? Because she genuinely cared about the guy? Ugh!

Irritation pric