Sophia's POV
It was Saturday.
The weather was cold as usual. I was outside playing gently with my soft hair. But Jax was busy with his laptop.
My shirt was fastened with the buttons halfway, the fresh air beating my boobs freely and comfortably. My chest was nearly bare. Then, I suckled, the imagination of the last, sweet f**k dancing in my head.
I gasped, stretching my arms. I wanted to let Jax have some time to himself. After all, he was a serious guy whenever it came to finishing up a part of his job.
Suddenly, my ringtone cut the silence. I was stunned as soon as I saw the caller. I froze.
It was Tyler, just one of my male coursemates. I grunted on the phone. "Hello. What is it by this time? Huh?"
Tyler's tone was not as cold as mine. "Can you hear my sweetheart's voice? It
