Chapter 47

Once I’ve scraped the last bite off my plate, I push back from the stool and stand, reaching for his and mine. “I’ll do the dishes.”

Jax is up before I can even get to the sink, sliding the plates right out of my hands. “Leave it.”

“I can—”

“I like doing them.”

I arch a brow. “You like doing dishes?...

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