![]() I only had four pieces of my candy bar,” she tells me, holding up her fingers. ![]() “Are you ready for lunch, or are you too full from eating chocolate?” I ask Hope, taking her hand and helping her off the chair. “I can’t say no to her.” He shrugs, not denying it, and I roll my eyes. Standing back up, I look at Jax and whisper, “Pushover.” “No, he just gabe it to me,” she says, making Jax chuckle and me shake my head. “Did you trick Jax into buying you chocolate again?” I ask her when I get her face cleaned. “We have to wash your face first, chocolate girl,” I tell her, grabbing my purse and pulling out a wet wipe. “We are habing lunch,” Hope says, happily wiggling out of my arms and climbing into my stylist chair. “I’m not,” I tell him then smile when I hear Hope giggling. ![]() When his mouth leaves mine, he whispers, “Don’t be mad.” Picking her up, I look at Jax, who doesn’t give me a chance to ask him why he gave her chocolate before he closes the distance between us and kisses me breathless. “Hey, Angel baby.” I smile, but then frown when I see she has chocolate covering her face from her nose down to her chin. ![]()
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