Taming Jax (First Wave Book 5) by Mikayla Lane Page B

felt no desire to witness his embarrassment over the situation. Which was odd because normally, she’d grab any chance she got to enjoy watching him making a spectacle of himself. Heading up to his porch, she leaned under the swing and grabbed Reven’s spare key and opened the door.
     
    “How did you know where that was?” Reven asked as he and Melina came on the porch.
     
    “The animals told me weeks ago.” Jax said by way of explanation before she walked inside and stopped short.
     
    The vet tech had left the lights on before he’d left, not wanting to scare the girls with his presence. Jax set the baby down on the floor and just stared. The place was immaculate. There wasn’t a speck of dust or a knick knack out of place.
     
    Moving farther in, Jax saw that the kitchen counters were completely bare of anything but a coffee pot, a clean dish towel hung off the oven door handle and the placemats and napkins on the table were all perfectly placed. It was like walking into a model home; Jax thought in astonishment.
     
    Damn, she knew he was meticulous and anal about things, but wow. She felt embarrassed over what they were soon to find at her own place. She wasn’t nearly this anal, or a clean freak. Although not dirty, her place certainly looked more ‘lived in’ than his did.
     
    Feeling pretty comfortable that the baby couldn’t get into trouble in the living room since there was nothing for her to touch, Jax headed into the kitchen to get the ice cream while Reven showed Melina the bathroom where Wolfen was starting to cry for attention.
     
    Opening the freezer she was a little surprised at what she found. Other than the three half gallons of ice cream, he had every possible kind of crap food you could think of. If it was greasy, nasty and microwaveable then Reven had it.
     
    Setting the ice cream on the counter, she started opening cabinets to look for a bag to put it in and wasn’t nearly as surprised to see the shelves packed with cans of different pastas, soups and chilis along with every kind of snack cake, cookie and cracker that you could imagine.
     
    Still not finding a bag she rummaged through the other cabinets only to find the same thing, cans of food and snack cakes. There were dishes and silverware, but not a pot or pan in the place. Or a bag, she thought with a sigh.
     
    Obviously, the man didn’t know how to cook at all, which explained why he always tried to go to dinner with someone; Jax thought, feeling suddenly ashamed for all the times she’d told him to fuck off when he tried to demand she eat with him.
     
    “What?” Reven asked, coming into the kitchen behind Jax while the girls played with Wolfen on the living room floor.
     
    Jax turned to give him a small smile. “Just looking for a bag to put the ice cream in.”
     
    “Here.” Reven said reaching into the cabinet above the stove, that she couldn’t reach, and grabbing a bag.
     
    Reven snapped the wrinkled plastic bag open and held it for Jax. She’d expected him to just hand it to her but recovered quickly and put the ice cream in, trying not to touch him as she did.
     
    “Ok! I think we’re ready. You and Melina can take Wolfen in your car and follow me to my place?” Jax asked, stepping back from him and the odd effect he had on her energy.
     
    “Can I please ride with Bayla?” Melina asked shyly, her words barely audible and her head down as if expecting to be yelled at. Or beaten. It sickened Reven and Jax to see her so scared for such a simple request.
     
    “Of course, course you can honey! Can you please watch Wolfen for me though? I’m afraid he’ll get hurt if no one holds him in the car. He’s still not used to traveling.” Reven said with a gentle smile, kneeling down in front of the frightened child as she nodded her head.
     
    He’d noticed since they had left the MedLab, that Melina wouldn’t allow herself to be separated from Bayla. So he really hadn’t been too surprised that she