"Okay, that was unfair." He waved his finger at me, but there was a proud smile pulling at his mouth. "You can't throw me off by saying you miss me and then hit me with a lie like that."
I laughed. "Why not? You never said I couldn't do that. And you can't just make up rules as we go."
"I'm the teacher. I can do whatever I want." He winked, and heat rushed up my neck and over my face. "Okay, try that again."
"I've been thinking about moving back to California to live with my dad."
The muscle is Jax's temple throbbed, and his jaw clenched tightly. "Why?"
"Things were simpler there." I twisted my shoelace around my finger. "I was kind of happy."
"No, you weren't," he said with a hard shake of his head. "But nice job with that lie."
With a frustrated sigh, I slid off the hood of the car and wandered toward the cliff so I could see the world moving on below me. "It wasn't a lie, Jax. For a while, before I got my memories back, before you told me I knew you, I was happy."