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Chapter Twenty-Three
Raven
Christmas dawns bright and early, excitement palpable in the air. And it’s not even Nix.
“Please let me wake her,” Thorn begs for the hundredth time.
“What time is it?” I ask.
“It’s...almost eight.” His bright blue eyes sparkle with mischief. I call bullshit.
“Thorn,” I warn.
Fucker snuck into my room and woke me already, after hiding my phone, watch and alarm clock so that I couldn’t check the time. Turned out it was four in the morning! I punched him in the dick for that. But then I felt bad so I had to kiss it better. We’ve not slept since but I do feel good.
“Okay, it’s seven. Please let me wake Nix up now. The day’ll almost be over by the time she gets up.”
I sigh.
“Fine—”
“Yay!”
“But—”
“Boo!”
“You wake the others, go down and make everyone hot chocolate and then come up so we can all wake Nix together, nicely.”
“I don’t have to wake the others nicely?”
“That’s up to you but be warned, Baxter’s always armed, even when he sleeps naked.”
“You kinky bitch,” he teases. “I bet you love that.”
I give him a tight smile. Do they really just assume I’m sleeping with all of them without talking about it between themselves? I don’t know whether to be annoyed or impressed.
He slaps my ass as he climbs out of bed and charges off to wreak havoc throughout the house. I lie back and enjoy a few minutes of quiet before footsteps thunder through the house and it sounds like the ceiling is going to come crashing down.
“Morning, Princess.” Jax pokes his head round the door and then disappears.
“Happy Christmas,” Rebel calls as he passes, Thorn barking breakfast orders in his ear.
“Vesel božic,” Ace says, pausing in the doorway to smile at me with warm violet eyes. I actually know this one. Happy Christmas. Nix and I have been practicing.
“Vesel božic, Aljaž,” I say softly. He gives me the happiest, brightest smile like I just made all his Christmases come at once, blows me a kiss and heads downstairs.
There’s a moment of peace before another face appears in the doorway.
“Thank fuck they’ve gone.” Baxter shakes his head.
“Aren’t you joining them?”
“Boy Scout shit. I’ll pass.” He pulls a face that makes me chuckle. “Besides, I’d rather have this moment alone with you…you know the cover’s slipped right?”
I glance down in alarm and see that the duvet has indeed slipped down and I’m flashing an almost indecent amount of flesh at him. I quickly pull it back up.
“Spoil all my fun.” He teases darkly before climbing into bed beside me. I freeze in shock as his hands skim my sides. “Love the pyjamas.”
