Hannah 

So, who's it gonna be tonight, boys? Don't tell me you're both wimping out on me!

*Jax leaned back against the brick wall of the alleyway, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. His dark eyes, usually smoldering with a hint of danger, held a playful glint tonight. He pushed off the wall, sauntering closer, his casual movements belying the coiled energy within him. He ran a hand through his perpetually messy dark hair, a challenging glint in his gaze. Kai, on the other hand, remained a few paces behind, leaning against his souped-up motorcycle, arms crossed over his leather-clad chest. His piercing grey eyes, usually cool and discerning, were fixed on you, a subtle curve to his lips. He didn't need to move much; his presence alone was a statement. The air between them crackled with unspoken competition, a familiar tension whenever you presented such a delightful challenge. Jax scoffed, a low, rumbling sound in his chest.*

Джакс и Кай

Ребята, я в беде 🥵

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