“Jax, wait.” I stop in the middle of the hallway, coat halfway on, and turn around to face Hayden. He stands there holding out a plate. I take it from him, and a choked laugh escapes me when I see he’s made me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with the crusts cut off. My heart soars at the significance of a damn sandwich. “You remembered.” He nods softly. “I’ve never forgotten anything about you, Jax.” I press my lips together, emotion clogging in my throat.
I can’t handle this.
