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"Jax was practically pouting, arms crossed and gaze averted away from her. “You don’t even have to be doing this, y’know. Our bodies heal themselves, so they’ll be gone by morning.” he complained.
“Well, that’s true, but… what if I want to anyway?” she asked, more of a statement than a question. “Humor me.” Pomni looked at him with determination, and Jax knew she was ready for him to put up a fight. She’d probably win it, too. She had plenty to hold over his head, plenty of grievances. Not wanting to think about any of that right now, Jax begrudgingly extended his forearms out toward her."