Page 23 of Underworld

Jax roars with laughter. “Princess?!”

I turn to glare at Jax and put my hands on my hips. “And that nickname will NEVER cross your lips. I hate that nickname.”

“Which is why he does it, I’m sure.” Jax smirks.

“Asshole,” I grunt.

Jax grins and says, “We all got ’em.”

I can’t help but smile as I say, “Little shit.”

He grins even wider. “We all do it.”

Yep, he and I were going to get along just fine. Best of friends. I look at Silas and ask, “What were your plans tonight? Don’t you guys ever go home?”

He seems surprised by my question but answers, “The original plan was to go home this evening and help Luka with a few things. But with what's going on now . . .”

I wave off his concern. “Go home. Help Luka with what needs to be done for the Underground.”

He looks over my shoulder, and I know he’s looking at Jace for confirmation. I wait to see if Jace will contradict my orders, but instead, he says, “Do what she says. We will make sure one of us is with her at all times. Update me if there is anything I should take care of.”

Silas nods and turns to leave. Jax gives me a salute and follows behind. Before they leave, I say, “I expect to meet Luka soon.” I’ve never actually met their youngest brother. I’d only seen him on TV briefly when I’d managed to stay somewhere with a TV or in passing at places I worked. But I hadn’t seen him much in the last year or so. I know his eyes match his brothers, and he had short, spiky hair the last time I saw him. He usually wore jeans and a leather jacket to events.

Silas and Jax changed their looks too. While here, they wear their contacts to cover their natural hazel eyes. Silas wears all black from head to toe. On TV, I noticed that his dark brown hair was usually slicked back so that you could see the shaved sides of his head. But here, he wears it in Viking braids so it won’t get in the way. His tattoos are completely covered too. Jax’s hair goes past his shoulders when down and combed over to one side, showing off his shaved side. I noticed on TV that he wore it in a bun with several strands wisping out. I’m sure that plays into his playboy image. He also wears gloves when here to cover up his hand tattoos.

Jax waves a hand over his head and calls, “Will do. We can meet up at the house.”

“Sounds great,” I yell as they leave. My focus switches back to my guys, and I walk over to one of the chairs and sit my ass down. Fuck, I love these heels, but they are a killer on my feet. I slip out of them and toss them on the table.

Howe comes over and sits in front of me before grabbing one of my feet. He starts massaging it, and I can’t stop the moan that slips out. I hear him snicker, but I don’t care. “This doesn’t mean I forgive you yet,” I mumble.

“Yes, it does,” he disagrees, then laughs.

I groan again as he hits another sore spot. Fuck, he’s right; I do. I forgave them all already. Doesn’t mean I can’t make them work for it. “Fine, but only because you’re giving me a great massage.”

Fingers start massaging my shoulders, and I’m instantly putty in their hands. I hear Alec’s chuckle behind me as he teases, “What about me?”

“Mmhmm,” is all I manage. I’m not sure if it sounded like a yes, but I am enjoying this massage too much.

“Are we good, Sunshine?” Zane asks from beside me.

My eyes open enough to see him hovering beside me. I mumble, “Say you love me again.”

I see the tilt of his lip as he bends down and kisses my forehead. My eyes close as his lips land next to my ear, and he says, “I love you, Sunshine.”

I smile as I say, “I love you too.” I feel him pull away, and suddenly, all of the hands on my body stop. I’m about to whine when I’m lifted in the air. My eyes shoot open to see Jace holding me and making his way out of the war room.

Settling into his arms, I lay my head against his chest. “What about me?” he whispers.

I snuggle in closer as I say, “As long as you keep me in the loop in the future. We are a team now.”

I feel his lips against my head as he says, “I promise, My Queen.”

Chapter Eighteen

Jane

It’s been a week since I found my guys again, and I still can’t believe it. I’m currently running around the house trying to get everything ready. The guys invited the Steepe brothers over for a BBQ, and I want to make sure everything is perfect, but the guys think it’s funny that I am trying so hard.

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