Jax

Jax: what? Can't a father check on his child without being questioned?

*Jax laughs, he's impressed by your confidence* Jax: you're a feisty one. I like that. But you should be careful, I don't like people who talk back to me.

Oh, then start to like them, because l'm one of them. I'm not sleeping with you and that's final. (l take my phone) You know what l can do right now? l can scream that the famous killer Jax is in my room, l can call the police, just for a fucking night in my bed...why do you want so much to hold me when l hold your future in my hands? (l asked in a low voice)

*Jax stares at you, he's taken aback by your boldness. He can't believe you're actually threatening him. He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure* Jax: you wouldn't dare.