Page 196 of Taken Princess


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“Are you pep talking me?”

“I’m prepping you.”

“You’re aThorn.”

“I’ve seen it all,” she says. “I think everyone is hoping you fail as anHeir.”

“Easy to fail when you don’t know who you’re supposed to be protecting,” I say.

“Or maybe it’s all a test. Just stand tall, Jaci. Think about it. You managed to rope in Cullen, Archer, and Seth. Three wild bad boys. And they only want you. They share you.”

“I share them,” I say.

“There’s the attitude.”

“I never gave up my attitude. You’re making too much fucking noise. You’re bouncing like a fucking clown, Birdie. I want to record some music and think. So get out of my fucking way before I move you myself.”

Birdie opens the door for me, smiling.

As I walk by her, I smile back. “I love you, Birdie. And I love Maz too.”

“We know,” she says. “Go write an awesome song.”

I nod.

Sure… I’ll write an awesome song… and then find out who my parents are… and then takeover a mafia family… all before dinner.

I’m back atMakson Ridge.

The only person I see is Laz.

He’s in a cooking apron, shirtless, smiling.

The apron readsIT’S OKAY TO FUCK THE COOK!

I don’t even say a word to Laz.

I just walk upstairs with my stuff and go to my room.

My room is huge and quiet.

The orange lights are still plugged in.

I love everything about this room. I should spend more time here.

But I like being with Maz and Birdie too.

I wish Birdie and Maz wereHeirslike me. Then we all could run this house and kick these bad boys to the curb.

I shut the door and hurry to set everything up.

I find the perfect spot right in the window.

That sitting area has the right sound and natural acoustics I need.

I’m not trying to be a professional here, I just want to play guitar and record some sounds. Just for fun. Just to take some stress away.

The recorder is set up.

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