Louis' POV
It's been a torturous flight. My head was aching badly, I was having withdrawal symptoms. Leaving Claire there back home was harder than anything I'd ever had to do.
It was brutal, I couldn't even bear to see her face when she woke, glowing with that post orgasmic glow. God knows that I looked forward to it but then..
That singular text that I got to see ruined it all for me. Jax
That name is forever going to stop me in my tracks and disorient my mind. We had barely gotten over the tension that it caused and I'm thrusted into another one.
I was livid, why was he texting her though? At midnight.
They had already met up during the day, talked and discussed and caught up. Why did he have to text her again?
I was going to ask her again. I was done letting his presence and my growing jealousy. Yes, jealousy.
I'm not beyond admitting it. I was jealous and possessive. Even though I didn't have the right. I wanted Claire to myself.
