Page 43 of Queen Of Clubs

“Ready for one hell of an adventure, Jelly Bean?” Griffin asks as he unbuckles his seat belt and holds his hand out to me.

A wave of uncertainty hits me, but it’s overpowered by eagerness to see what's going to come from this.

Truth is, I missed these guys, and now that I’m here with them, I can’t lie to myself anymore. It’s going to take some time to come to terms with the fact that they never meant to hurt me, and I really do hope we can get to the point we used to be. As for being their omega? While it used to be a dream of mine, now I’m not too sure. I’m not sure if I could handle any more heartbreak from these guys and survive it.

“Why the hell not.” I take his hand with a shrug of my shoulder, letting him pull me to my feet.

When we get out of the plane, there is a black limo waiting for us.

“Fancy,” I mumble.

“Oh, Tiny, this is only the beginning.” Everett chuckles.

“So, what now?” I ask the guys, shifting in my seat once we’re in the car.

“Well, we’re going to go get checked into the hotel. Then we can head out and get the things you’ll need,” Griffin explains.

“We could always ask Gianna to get it. She’s a girl, I’m sure she would know what Jade needs,” Zane suggests.

I bristle at the mention of her name. Gianna Wright. The guys’ manager. The guys’ gorgeous, older manger.

Jealousy starts to swell inside me at the realization that she’s been in their lives while I haven’t been. She was with them every step of the way.

Have they fucked her? I wouldn’t be surprised if they did, but the thought makes my gut turn.

“Jade, you okay?” Everett’s soft voice has me snapping out of my own mind.

“I don’t need Gianna to get me anything. I’m a big girl, Zane, I can buy my own things. Only thing I can’t do is fucking pay for it. So, thank you for that.” I glare at him. The snappiness is partly due to my new shitty mood and the fact that I’m right.

Zane narrows his eyes as he leans forward. “I know you're able to take care of yourself, Trouble. I just didn’t want to overwhelm you. When you're with us, that means all eyes are on you. Are you ready for the world to see you with us? Because the moment they spot the four of us together, it will be all over the news.”

“Shit, he’s right,” Everett sighs, running a hand through his shaggy black hair. “Paparazzi will already be swarming the front of the hotel. Thank God there’s a back entrance. If we all go out together, we will be easily spotted.”

“What if only one of us goes with her?” Everett wonders. “We could wear a hoodie, a hat, and some sunglasses?”

“Really?” Zane gives him a dull look.

“What? We’ve never done it before.” Everett shrugs. “No one would expect it from us.”

“I say we just get Gianna to get them for her.”

“And I say I’d like to get my own damn underwear,” I huff. “I don’t need some other woman picking that shit out for me, thanks.”

Zane’s lip twitches. “Jealous, Trouble?”

“No,” I scoff, even though it's a lie.

“It’s okay. You got nothing to be jealous over, Tiny. We only have eyes for you.” Everett winks. And damn it, my belly flutters.

I don’t believe him, though. I’m not stupid. I know they’ve fucked other people, God only knows how many. They’re rock stars, they have groupies throwing themselves at them all the time.

My stomach drops. Is that what I’m going to have to expect? Seeing women fawning over them everywhere we go?

The idea has my heart picking up speed, and I start to feel a little sick. Looking up, I see there’s a sunroof. Not paying any attention to them, I stand up and open it, sticking my head outside.

I smile and squint at the bright light of the morning sun. The cool breeze hits my face, making me feel a lot better as I take a few deep breaths. I’m not one to get overwhelmed easily, but I know it’s going to take me a few days to wrap my head around this. And I know there's still so much the guys haven’t told me. I’m not even sure if I want to know.

“You okay up there?” Griffin asks.

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