Page 77 of Queen Of Clubs
Gianna has always seemed like a nice woman, so I have no idea why she would act this way towards Jade when Jade hasn’t done anything to her.
“Let me see what she wants,” he says, holding the phone up to his ear. “Hello?” We all watch as he talks to her. “What the fuck do you mean?... Right now?... Fucking hell, fine, yeah. Yes, okay, we’re on our way.”
“What’s wrong?” Jade asks as Zane angrily hangs up.
“The fucking airline lost the bags with mine and Everett’s outfits for the concert.”
“Well, that’s shitty,” I say. “But why can’t we just wear our jeans and T-shirts?”
“Because Gianna said the label wants a certain style, and that's not it. They want Rett and me back at the hotel so the stylist can get us fitted for new things.”
“Don’t they already have our measurements?” I ask.
“I don’t know. But she’s freaking the fuck out, and I’d really rather not have them hounding us the whole time we’re here.”
“Let’s go deal with this, you two stay, have fun, grab some dessert and enjoy yourselves a little while longer. We will meet back up at the hotel later for dinner and then head to the ghost tour,” Everett suggests, stepping over to give Jade a kiss. “Be good, Tiny.” He grins.
“Never.” She grins back, making him chuckle.
“You.” Zane looks at me. “No more dumb shit, okay?”
“No promises.” I grin, and Jade laughs.
“I don’t think this is a good idea leaving him in charge of Jade,” Zane sighs.
“Hey!” I growl. “I’m not an idiot. I can keep Jade safe and you damn well know it.” Assholes. Calvin had to head back to the hotel an hour ago to take a few business calls, so that means it’s just me and Jade. But I’m not stupid, I can protect my omega.
“And excuse you.” Jade crosses her arms, giving Zane that sass that gets my cock hard as stone. “I’m in charge of my own self. No one is my keeper, no one tells me what to do.”
“You really gotta fight me on everything, don’t you?” Zane grumbles.
“Maybe.” Jade shrugs. “When it’s about stupid shit, definitely.”
Zane steps forward, gripping Jade’s chin. “You're lucky I love you so fucking much,” he murmurs before kissing her head.
Jade still hasn’t said the words back, but she’s admitted to having feelings for us and wanting to be with us, so that's all that matters for now. I’d love to hear her say those words to me someday, but I’ll keep saying them until she’s ready.
Everett gives me a look. It’s the one where we want to kiss goodbye, but know we can’t risk someone taking a photo and leaking it to the press.
Now that we have Jade and she’s fine with our relationship between the three of us, we’re going to have to talk about when we come out to the world. It would be nice to be able to kiss my packmates whenever I want and not feel like we’re each other's dirty little secrets.
As for Jade, we’ve kissed her a few times in public, not really thinking about it. It's not going to be much longer before someone finds out and spreads the word. I’ll have to ask Jade about it to see if that’s something she’s okay with.
Zane gives me a dark and heated once-over, and I respond with a wink, making him smirk and roll his eyes.
Once they say goodbye to Jade, I tuck her under my arm as we continue down the street. “What are you feeling?”
“Umm, ice cream?” Jade looks up at me with her stunning green eyes. She changed into this pretty sundress we got from a shop a few streets over, tossing her fiery red hair up into a sexy messy bun.
My eyes drop to the freckles scattered over her nose and under her eyes. I wonder where else she has them.
“Griff?” she chuckles, and my eyes snap up to hers, not even realizing I was looking downward at the tops of her breasts. “What were you thinking about?”
“If you have freckles in some... fun places,” I reply bluntly, looking into her eyes.
She laughs again, and damn it if that sound doesn’t make my cock rock hard. “To answer that thought, yes, I do. Tops of my boobs.” She runs her fingers over them and my eyes follow. “Down the center of my chest.” I follow her finger down there too. “And, when I shave, you can count them here too.” She drops her finger to her mound, and I groan.
“You're killing me here, Jelly Bean.” Knowing that Everett has had her already makes me jealous. I crave her more than I crave drugs. Something I haven’t taken since she came back into our lives. It hasn’t been easy, I felt the itch to take some before and after the show last night, but I resisted, knowing she hates drugs.