Chapter 132: The Green-Eyed Monster, Part 1

When we reached the cabin, I opened the front door, and Jax carried me inside. Wyatt and Whitney were lounging around the fireplace, while Trent was tearing down the stairs like he was on fire.

"Chloe!" Relief flooded Trent's voice. "Where were you?"

Jax shoved past Trent and gently set me on the couch. "I'll get some ice," he said.

"Taking a walk with Jax." I adjusted on the couch, and pain shot up my leg. I winced. "I twisted my ankle."

Trent muttered a string of curses, then turned on his brother. "You let her leave? What were you thinking?"

"She needed to get out of here. It was fine." Jax handed me a baggie full of ice that he'd wrapped in a towel.

I took it and put it on my ankle, once again wincing.

"It was not fine," Trent said, his hands curled into tight fists. "She got hurt. You were supposed to be watching her, keeping her safe."

Jax stood toe-to-toe with Trent and smiled in that way he did right before he said something snarky.