Too Late: The Don's Regretful Pursuit

ned to leave, Jax summo

truly the onl

and informed me that the Don re

me. I didn't bother with jewelry. I didn't bother with

e glass-walled ro

.. a st

heir flames flickering against the glass tha

china. A string quartet was playing in th

ked like the prince from every fairytale I

id, pulling out

red softly as I leane

this?"

al one. I know I've been distracted. But I want you t

table and took my ha

stuttered. This was the Jax I remembered. Th

," he said softly. "Before the stres

my hand. "Lo

ned m

ough the air, followe

e garden in a shower of sp

sky, burning bright again

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of gesture that was supposed to make a girl forget that

he asked, a boyish

the glass doors slid

a saunt

tied loosely at the waist, h

on time," she said, cla

idn't look angry that she had interrupte

good, Cat

ft my lung

to the table, picking

outh. "Jax didn't know who to call. I have a cousin in

me over the ri

for blood. Gold for..

a sound like

ax. "You didn

led the logistics. She knows I'm busy with the clean-up from th

p you," I repeated

Eliana. Really supportive of us. She even remi

red a

our anniversary.

an the dinne

er the firewo

t of kindness in the last month...

hip. She was pulling the strings,

e, eating food she ordered, watching fireworks she bought, holding the h

aid, pulling my hand away as if

" He f

. "You're doing this because she told you to. You aren'

lina chimed in, leaning on Jax'

pped. "I care that my fiancé needs hi

n the table. The silve

y! And she is trying to help! Why can't you just a

I yelled back. "It's

my cane an

rned, his voice dropping t

N

ed walk

he called out, "don't exp

he door. I did

anything from you a

lked

I heard Cat

wouldn't appreciate it. You sho

ttered. "Maybe