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relationship with Jaxon, and he teased me, but I could tell he was happy for us. He told me he liked Jax, but he was a hard guy to get close to. For the second time in as many weeks, someone told me Jaxon Garrett was a difficult man to befriend. I wondered why he had chosen me of all people to open up to.
     

 
    Yoga pants Sunday was my scheduled day to sit around, watch old movies, and eat junk food. The true testament of how committed I was to my ritual was that I never put on makeup or a bra. I would never let anyone see me looking this awful under normal circumstances
    Stephen was the one exception to that rule, mostly because he sat right beside me half the time. He had also seen me at my worst and I didn’t care about impressing him. Most of the time it wasn’t hard for me to talk him into putting on a face mask as long as I promised not to blackmail him with pictures later. When we lived in Georgia, Stephen’s sister Lexi and Emmy were my partners in crime for yoga pants Sunday’s. Now they were in New York and it fell to Stephen to keep me company.
    The first full Sunday I had off from filming, I planned a quiet day at home on the couch. Stephen had to work a partial day, so I had the entire house to myself for a good part of the morning and afternoon. I was excited to sit around, binge eat chocolate, and watch movie after movie. I had the remote in my hand surfing Netflix with a steaming latte sitting next to me when the doorbell rang. Sighing, I looked down at my tank top and pants; I decided I was decent enough to answer the door.
    I cracked open the door and my eyes met Jaxon’s. He stood there with a sheepish expression, holding a Starbucks bag in one hand and a cardboard drink carrier in the other. The smell drifting up from the coffee was divine.
    “Violet? Are you okay?”
    “Yeah, I was just debating if I could run fast enough,” I mumbled. I laughed at the confused expression that crossed his face. “Not that I’m not happy to see you, but what are you doing here?”
    “Stephen told me you didn’t have plans today. He said something about yoga pants and it being a Sunday. I thought he was joking.”
    “He’s learned not to joke about Sunday’s with me. Sunday’s are sacred.”
    “Well, I brought a peace offering. Can I join you?”
    I stepped back, opening the door for him to come inside, “Since you’re wearing basketball shorts, I’ll let you inside. Real pants aren’t allowed, and if the words calories or diet cross your lips, I will cut you.”
    “I like your ass in yoga pants, so I’ll be good as long as you let me stare at it all afternoon. Please don’t put on a bra either.”
    Damn him. He winked at me and a flush crossed my skin as he walked by me to put the coffee down. I crossed my arms over my chest. “If you stick around long enough, I will make you put on a face mask and then I’ll tease you mercilessly.”
    A huge grin crossed his face. “Stephen didn’t tell me about that part.”
    “I hope you brought something good, or you’re gone Garrett. If it’s an egg white breakfast sandwich, just leave now.”
    Jax barked out a laugh and said, “It’s not. I brought blueberry scones and cake pops. Is that acceptable for you?”
    I smiled in approval. Sighing dramatically, I pulled him over to the couch. “I guess you can stay then, but no talking during the movie.”
     
     
    We cuddled on the couch all day. I talked Jax into putting on a face mask and his handsome face turned an awesome turquoise color as I slathered it all over. He grumbled the entire time, but he liked it, even if he didn’t want to admit it. Stephen walked in as we came back from the bathroom and without a word he grabbed his phone snapping a picture of us. Jax scowled at Stephen, but it was more hysterical than threatening. Stephen shook his head and laughed; I heard him mumble, “At least it wasn’t me this time.”
    Jax poked me in the side every time I started giggling again. I planned on