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“Just some stock that should have gone down, hasn’t,” he replies, brows furrowed, looking up at Loki. They exchange a hard look, and I don’t miss the flash of worry that’s mixed in with the annoyance that crosses Kai’s features.
“Stock?” I question.
“Kai here has a portfolio of stocks and shares in various concerns, Pretty Girl,” Loki tells me, all traces of the hard look from a moment ago gone, his hand trailing down my arm and making me shiver.
“A portfolio?” The term is a little alien to me, although I’m guessing that it has something to do with business.
“I buy parts of companies so that we own a share in them, and get a share of the profits that they make,” Kai explains.
“We?”
“Kai does the same on behalf of myself, Jax, and Ash too,” Loki clarifies.
“Oh. But, why would you want the stock to go down?” My own brows are lowered as I’m struggling to see what I’m missing here.
Both boys look away, shifting in their seats. “Well, if shares go down, we can buy more before they go up.” Kai finally says, rubbing the back of his neck.
“And that makes quite a bit of money?” I ask.
“It can,” he replies. “But it can also be a little risky, at times.”
Loki places a kiss on the top of my head, distracting me from my questioning.
“There's a party tonight, Pretty Girl, on account of it being Ash’s eighteenth birthday,” he drawls in that deep, sinful voice of his. I shudder, and my nipples harden.I am so fucked with this one.“Will you be my date?” he asks, giving me one of his signature panty decimating grins.
“I didn’t realise that it was his birthday!” I exclaim, sitting up, feeling terrible. “I don’t have a gift for him,” I add, worrying my lip and wondering if I can rustle something up last minute. “What time does it start?”
“Don’t worry, baby, he’s a fucker who has everything anyway,” he says as if he’s not the same. “And it doesn’t start till later, so plenty of time for dinner. And dessert.” Loki grins wickedly at me, and I swear I almost moan aloud.
Lord have mercy on my poor ovaries! No wonder god threw him out of heaven, he must have made all of the lady angels spontaneously come with a single look!
“Cool,” I say lamely, still feeling a little bad about the lack of a gift. Loki chuckles as he gets up, moving his body like a big cat and making those distracting beautiful muscles bunch and stretch.
Loki cooks tonight, making a delicious pasta dish that’s creamy and has me groaning in appreciation, much to his delight, and Kai’s and Jax’s amusement. After we've eaten, I head to Loki's room to get ready for the party. Yep, my clothes are still in there, thanks to fucking Ash, the prat.
Loki is still downstairs because according to the fallen angel himself, “There's no improving perfection, Pretty Girl.”
I decide to wear my nineteen-sixties tight denim playsuit. It's capri pant style, with three quarter length sleeves, and a sharp as all fuck collar. Oh, and a zip all the way down the front, that I leave open just enough to see my red lace bra peeping out. Red sequin heels and a splash of cherry on my lips, and I'm good to go.
“Jesus, Baby Girl.” I hear Jax rumble as I turn round after closing Loki's door. “I'm gonna be hard as fucking steel all night with you dressed like that,” he groans, rubbing his chin, devouring me with his gaze. I feel my cheeks flush, and heat flares between my thighs, which is becoming an all too familiar situation round these guys.
“You look pretty good yourself,” I say back huskily, eyeing him up and down.
He's wearing all black, as is standard for him, but he's swapped his usual workout tank for a form-fitting black muscle shirt that shows off his mouth watering body. He's also wearing tight black jeans, and kick ass black boots, with his hair in a messy man bun.
Basically, he's fucking sex on legs. I meet his gaze once again, then sway over to him, placing my hands on his broad, hard chest and leaning in. Pressing my lips to his neck, a shiver sweeps over him as I leave a perfect red lipstick print.
“There.” I smile, satisfied. “That's better,” I say, linking my arm through his.
“Staking your claim, Baby Girl?” he asks me with a smirk as we start to head down the stairs.
“Maybe...is that okay?” I suddenly feel unsure and a little silly.
“It's absolutely fucking perfect,” he replies, giving me one of his rare genuine grins, his blue eyes sparkling like a tropical sea in the sunlight.
“What's perfect?” Loki asks, coming towards us with his gorgeous smile in place as he takes me in. “Apart from Pretty Girl here, of course,” he finishes, his eyes devouring me top to bottom.
“Baby Girl staking her claim,” Jax responds, leaning his head to the side so that Loki can see my mark. Loki's brows raise then he turns to me, bending his own head to the side.
