Page 80 of Chaos

“My real last name is–well, was–Kuznetsov. My dad was Russian, my mom, as you know, half Armenian. So I was Jax Kuznetsov. When my parents split and my dad took me to live with him, he told me I needed an American last name. It was safer that way. So I became Jax Carter.”

“Legally?”

“Yep. So Maeve will be a Carter, too.”

“A proper family.” She looks up at me and beams. “To think, all of this started with a game of never have I ever.”

“Best game ever.” I lean in, my fingers digging into her exposed thigh. That little black nightdress has been teasing its way up every damn time she crosses her legs.

“Never have I ever eaten out a woman on my dining table.”

“Oh, that’s good. Seeing as I’ve been having dinner off of it.”

I smirk at her, running my tongue along her jaw. “I’ve got a better one.”

“Hmm, hmm.”

“Never have I ever had a woman back in this house.”

She pulls back, eyeing me suspiciously. “I don’t believe you.”

I hold up my hands.

“Truth. I haven’t slept with another woman since New York. Two damn years ago.”

She blinks at me in disbelief. “There is absolutely no way. You’re gorgeous. You’re, well, you. Girls must be falling at your feet for the King of Chaos.”

“Well, the King had a pretty high standard set by this beautiful, unattainable little redhead. Who left the next morning and took part of his broken heart with her. I’ve simply been existing. Those women, they didn’t spark me back to life like you did. So, I didn’t want them.”

That night was the first time since Kai’s death I felt anything. I clung onto it. I’ve tried to get this woman off my mind. I’ve fucked around, but I never go through with it. They do nothing for me. That night with Sofia was all I needed to get myself off.

“No wonder you chased me if I had that effect on you.” She sips her champagne, hiding her smile behind the rim of the glass.

“Life changing and unforgettable, sweetheart.” I wink.

“It is starting to blur in my mind, Jax. I think I need?—”

I don’t let her finish her sentence. I knock my chair over in my haste to stand and lift her into my arms, dropping her down onto the table.

“I’ve had your taste on my tongue for two years. Spread those legs and let me hear how much you love me eating you,” I growl in her ear and step between her thighs.

THIRTY-NINE

SOFIA

I can hear Maeve fussing downstairs and Jax telling her that her bottle is coming. I can’t help but laugh as I do up the buttons on my blouse.

Another day at the restaurant, but I have managed to get a few applications filled out in the last couple of days. Hopefully, I’ll hear back from one of them soon.

Dealing with the hungry general public is not what I want to be doing for the rest of my life.

My chest swells as I walk down into the lounge, finding Maeve settled on Jax’s lap, looking up at him as she drinks her milk.

They are too damn cute.

“I wish I could stay here with you two.” I fake pout at Jax.

“You don’t need to go back there. Quit, stay home with us. You know you want to.” He wiggles his eyebrows with a smile.