Page 129 of Burn of Obsidian

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, reaching down for a kiss.

“J, have you seen what these guys are reading?” Lucifer looked at the paperback with widened eyes. “The guy has two penises. How can we compare to that?”

“Two?” Ruhne hopped onto the table. “Maybe I should start reading more.”

Thea laughed, returning to her mate. “You’re joining us?”

Jax looked at her, his expression empty but for his eyes, which melted when she met them. “It’s something you love,” he said in explanation.

Not caring that they had an audience, she jumped up and forced his head down to meet her lips. Jax was a confusing man, a self-confessed heartless warrior that, although would never admit it, adored her cat, cuddled her when she cried, and was gentle with her mourning family. And now he wanted to join her reading club for smutty books, all because it was something she loved.

Thea pulled back, seeing Thunder teasing his gaze. “I have something for you,” he said in his deep voice.

“Is it a new book?” She was curious why Lucifer was giving Jax two thumbs up in her peripheral. “What’s going on?”

Jax removed something from behind his back, and Thea smiled at the single sunflower. It was beautiful, the yellow petals like velvet until she noticed there was something nestled in the centre. Looking closer, she found it was a gold ring with a row of crystals coloured like the rainbow.

“Jax?”

He wasn’t a man of many words, but it was her who was speechless when he dropped to one knee.

The table gasped, but Thea only had eyes for her mate. Picking up the ring, she laughed out loud when she read the inscription inside, the stylised J showing her Jax had made it himself.

‘Big dick energy.’

Without waiting for the question, she slipped it on her finger.

“He hasn’t even asked yet!” Ruhne whined.

“He doesn’t need to,” she said, her cheeks hurting with how hard she smiled.

No, he wasn’t a man of many words. But his actions showed her how much she was loved, and that meant more.

“You’re dark and broody,” she teased as he returned to his full height. “But what if I want sunshine?”

His smile was deliciously slow. “It’s tough,” he said. “Because you’ve got me.”

He knows her soul can never be his... but he wants it anyway.