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Chapter Seven

Thorn

“Where is everyone?” Raven asks, coming into the lounge and curling up on the sofa next to me.

I shrug and lift the corner of my blanket in invitation. She accepts, scooting closer so that the blanket covers both of us.

“I think Rebel is in his room, doing some music stuff. Jax went out about an hour ago and Baxter and Ace disappeared together a few hours ago.”

“That’s odd.” She frowns.

“Jealous?” I tease.

“Hell yeah!” She laughs. “If those two are getting it on, I want a front row seat.”

“I don’t think Baxter swings that way,” I say pulling a face. I wouldn’t care if he did – if anyone did – but he doesn’t seem the sort.

“But you think Ace would?”

Again I shrug. “Not my place to care,” I say.

“Fair point…so what are you doing?”

“Just watching complete and utter crap on tv. Why?”

“I’m…” she hesitates.

“Hey, it’s okay. Whatever you’re thinking or feeling is totally justified.”

“Thanks.” She gives me a small smile. “I guess, I’m just a bit...lonely? Bored maybe?”

“Well let’s turn this shit off and watch a film together. What do you fancy?”

“I don’t know. Can you pick? I’m tired.”

“Shall we watch a film in bed?” I suggest. “No funny business. Just it’ll be more comfortable and if you fall asleep I can slip out and not disturb you.”

“What if I want funny business?” She asks with a challenging smirk that’s all kinds of sexy.

“I’ll choose a rom com,” I quip, refusing to get my hopes up.

“Okay.” She laughs and stands, stretching her arms above her head as she fights off a yawn. I know I should be getting up and moving too but I’m captivated by the sliver of skin that’s showing where her top has ridden up.

“Earth to Thor? Come in?” she teases.

“I love it when you call me that.”

“You’re my blond sex god. It’s fitting.”

“So you only want me for my body?”

“Well, Ace bakes…” she teases. And even though I know she’s joking, I feel a stab of disappointment.

Because she’s right. Baxter has been her rock. Ace is this amazing homemaker who can also kick ass while showing them how to protect and defend themselves. Jax is fiercely protective, the organised planner who has everything covered. And the chemistry and fireworks between Raven and Rebel are undeniable.

Then there’s me.

What am I good for?

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