“I can see that,” she says appreciatively, her eyes running down my body.
I glare at her, trying to figure out why she’s embarrassing herself.
“Jax. Gaiman,” I say gruffly. “Get out.”
Jax gives me a wink before he leaves the room. “We’ll make sure the wife doesn’t hear anything she’snot meant to.”
I head for the door, push the dumbass out, and slam it right on his smirking face. Then I turn to theblonde siren who’s got her innocent smile back in place.
“What?” she protests mischievously. “A girl can’t have a little fun?”
“I’m serious: what the f**k are you playing at?”
“You seem really tense, Leo,” she says with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’m just trying to loosen you upa little.”
“And piss Willow off in the process?”
“That’s just a delightful bonus.”
“What is it with you two?” I
