Chapter 130: Again, Part 1

When I awoke the following morning, Trent was gone. Again. I went through my normal routine, then headed downstairs. Jax was in the kitchen, cooking. Again.

I shook my head and took a seat at the island counter. The cabin was just as quiet this morning as it had been yesterday, which meant it was just me and Jax. Again.

"Morning, sleeping beauty." Jax grinned. "Hope you like French toast."

He set a heaping plate of food in front of me. Syrup and butter appeared a second later, followed by a glass of chocolate milk.

"Thanks." I watched him carefully, wondering if I was dealing with the nice Jax, or the mean spirited Jax from last night.

I barely got my French toast buttered when he sat next to me, an even bigger helping of food in front of him. There had to be an entire loaf of bread on his plate. My eyes bulged.

"You thought my eggs were good, wait till you try this," he said, dumping half a bottle of syrup over his food.