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“Hey!” I snatched it from his fingertips just in time. “Hands off my limited-edition bat cup.”
Jax clutched his invisible pearls. “Selfish. Where’d you even get one of those this time of year?”
“A friend gave it to me.”
Jax eyed me, lips pursed. “You don’t have any friends.”
He had me there. But what could I say? The king of vampires gave it to me because he felt guilty about drugging me and keeping me locked in his compound for a day and a half without food?
Fucking asshole.
I leveled an honest, open stare at Jaxson. “Babe, it’s been a really hard day and a half. Can we maybe not rehash it?”
Jaxson's face hardened, amber eyes filling with darkness. “Did someone hurt you, Eden?”
I sighed, taking comfort in the change in his warm, woodsy scent. It took on an earthier quality whenever he felt especially protective.
“Do I need to kick some asses?” His eyes gleamed brighter, and his voice went rough and grumbly. But, unlike the king’s rumbly voice, Jaxson’s did not have a direct line to my lady bean.
His voice was too animalistic, too raw for that. Plus, I didn’t see him that way.
I patted his hand. “I appreciate that, Jax. Really. But I’ve got it under control.”
Jaxson’s show of primal protectiveness dissolved as he nodded. “Only if you’re sure.”
“I’ve got this, promise. But that growly protective bit will work wonders on the landlord.”
“Yeah, it probably would, if I could get it when I needed it. It’s not exactly reliable.”
“Ah, gotcha. Well after I get cleaned up, I’ll have a chat with the slumlord himself.”
“Actually,” Jax pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. “That won’t be necessary.”
“Oh?”
He nodded, wringing his hands in his lap.
“Spill. What are you hiding, Jax?”
He took in a big breath, let it out, and shook his head. “I can’t.”
I shrugged. “Probably wasn’t that interesting anyway.”
Jaxson gasped. “You bitch! It is too! I’m the most interesting thing you have going for you.”
Meh, I’d give him that one. I definitely hadn’t been living my best “main character” life. I’d been all work and no play for months.
But now that I owned one cooch diamond and had a king’s promise of ten million, all that was going to change.
Still, I poked fun at Jaxson. Just one more well-aimed jab. “Please, you’re not interesting, Jaxson, you 're self-absorbed. There’s a difference, love,” I said with a grin.
“You want self-absorbed? I’ll give you self-absorbed, missy. Consider the landlord problem taken care of.”
“Is that right?”
Jaxson nodded. “Ever since a new, devastatingly hot, prime piece of man-meat bought the building.”
“Oh, do tell.”
