Page 84 of Chaos
“The soles of my shoes match my panties.” I lick my bottom lip, backing away from him, and open the heels out of the fancy box.
I bend over and put the first one on facing away from him.
As I slowly stand and turn back to him, he’s running a hand across his face.
“Wow. Look at you, tigritsa. Good enough to eat.”
“You think?” I spin to give him a full show. The way he looks at me makes me feel truly beautiful. Something else I’d lost after giving birth.
It’s like Jax is slowly rebuilding parts of me I hadn’t even realized had tumbled away.
“Stunning. Perfect. Fuck, I’m a lucky man.” He closes the distance, his rough hands gripping my hips.
“Are you nervous?” I ask.
He grins. “No, baby. I love fighting. It helps me.”
My fingers stroke along his cheek. “Helps you? With what?”
“Just dealing with stuff.” He stops and clears his throat. “When I’m in the ring, I forget everything.”
“Oh, Jax. I had no idea. Do you want to talk about it?” My hands still, framing his jaw so he looks at me.
He stiffens, so I press a soft kiss on his neck. I don’t want to push him, especially not before his fight.
Maybe changing the subject is a better idea. “Hey, we need to get ready. I wanna see my man win tonight. How are we celebrating?”
“By fucking on every single surface in this house, sweetheart.”
“You better be victorious, then.”
He leans down, running his tongue along my jaw. “Just make sure you don’t leave Nikolai and Alexei’s side tonight, okay? I can’t be distracted in there.”
“I promise.”
“That’s my good girl,” he taps my bare ass, making my pussy ache for him.
He looks past me to the bed and cups my cheeks. “You got my stuff ready for me?”
I nod.
Call it instinct, I bet no one has really looked after him. I want to be that person.
“You didn’t have to do that, sweetheart. I’m here to take care of you.”
He presses a soft kiss to my nose, and emotions swirl in my chest.
“Hey, we’re here for each other, Jax. Let me do this.”
I’m at home here. We’re building a family. With every day that goes by, Jax owns a little bit more of my heart. He’s sweet, and he wants to protect me and Maeve.
As my new heels click on the wooden floor, he spins to face me, and leans against the wall, which shows his bulging muscles. He bites down on his knuckle.
“Damn, baby. You’re the knockout here tonight.”
I giggle, feeling the heat of the blush on my cheeks.
He holds his hand to me and I take it, feeling that spark shoot through me as I do.