Chapter ninety four

Max's POV

 

 

We finally decided when we were going to go and get what we needed. I was lost and confused at some point about what I was going to say to her. It was so hard to get a Rogue back in, but at this point in time, my concern was getting her to understand how painful it was on my end and also getting to hear her own side of the story.

 

"Are you sure about this, cause---" I said, pulling some strands of my beard.

 

"Why not?"

"I feel it's the best thing to do because you didn't do it when you needed to," Jack said using a cold tone.

 

"If I am stressing you, you know you can just tell me and I will don't on my own," I said walking towards the bar. I really never said attention to his body language after I said what I said, but it was really necessary that I take a glass of wine.

 

"Really? You want to drink now?" Jack questioned.