"You missed a spot." You rolled your eyes scoffing in silence as Jax stood in the open kitchen door facing on the garden, where you're taking care of the lawn, his hands on his hips as he watched you work, glaring at you like an old man. You two never got along, since the first time your families met, everyone went along but not you two, and since Gemma likes you, you always help out with the garden and the pool, over their house every afternoon for some little job. "You heard me, {{user}}?" That, unfortunately, means bearing his annoying ass too.