“I’m still spinning. How bad was it?” He hung his hand over the bed and touched the ground like it would steady him. “Well, you ran out the front door of the house party.” I almost felt bad being the one to tell him this next part. Almost. “That’s good. At least I didn’t ruin their couch or anything.” He breathed out a sigh of relief. I bit my cheek to stop my smile before continuing. “Oh no, you just splattered the girl sitting on the front steps.” Jax lifted up and looked at me with wide eyes, searching my face for the lie. “No?” “Afraid so. She shrieked and everything.”
