"Baby," he came towards me but stumbled, missing his footing and Jax caught him before steadying him against the wall.

"How much did you fucking drink?" he asked but Kit just grinned at him and patted Jax on the shoulder before coming towards me again.

"You're a sight for sore eyes, Angel," he said before nuzzling his face into my neck and bringing his arm around my waist to give me a gentle hug.

I hugged him too and brought my hand to his face once he'd moved it back, but held onto my waist.

"You're pissed out of your head."

"And you're beautiful," he answered.

I scoffed and raised my eyebrows. "Yeah? Which one of me?"

It made Jax smile from where he stood behind Kit.

"I'll let you know once I've got another drink," he said wandering into the kitchen.

"Coffee, I hope?" Jax said after him.

Thankfully, it seemed Kit was getting a coffee and he brought a mug out of the cupboard and searched the drawer for a spoon before holding it up in the air and inspecting it.

"Why the hell do they call these stainless steel? Have you seen these teaspoons?" he said, waiting for the kettle to boil.

I bit my lip to hold off a smile as Kit started lifting more teaspoons out of the drawer.

"Stained," he placed one down.

"Stained," he laid another down.

Drawling on all the more, he then turned his attention to the hot kettle and I decided to step in.

"I think I should do that," I said gripping the handle before he could.

I poured his drink and placed the kettle back down as he started to speak.

"Aren't I just the luckiest son of a bitch walking?" He turned me around so that my back pressed against the counter and so he could stand in front of me with his hands holding onto the counter at either side of my body.

I stared into his eyes as the smell of alcohol met my nose.

"Too damn perfect," he drawled as his head disappeared into my neck where he began placing hungry kisses.

"Just let me leave the room first before you both fuck, okay, bro?" Jax said.

I shook my head and pushed Kit back. "No need. You're having coffee and going to bed."

"Is that so?"

I nodded and stared him in the eyes as he teasingly challenged me.

"That might not be possible," he moved me aside so he could get to the sink and before I could answer he threw up in the sink.

"Fuck sake, Kit," Jax growled before rushing over to us.

"I'm fine," Kit answered, telling Jax to leave him.

"Am I fuck leaving you. You can barely stand up, look at you."

It was then that I realised how much damage Kit had really done because he was slouching against the counter and I brushed his hair back that had grown since we had first met. Looking him in the face I saw his eyes struggling to stay open.