ia's
ome easy. My mind played Jax's moaning o
d..S
"darker, sicker" one, would hit
ted
st of all, I hated h
s took o
-
as quiet. The air was thick w
om. I didn't know how to face Jax after what I had witne
inting metal. Rhys was already sitting. He sat at a
s, locked with mine for a moment befor
s not
r than I felt. I took a slice of
d, drinking slo
?" I inquired, tryi
g. "He doesn't descend for breakfas
ng his penis? I thought, the r
ver
toast, forcing mysel
sumed my toast and my juice. I didn't want to fe
I said, gathering my pla
learing the table, gliding with a quiet, s
es into the sink, I asked
t glance at me direct
ed, my own voice
ne
at. No
ere with his "
ose I'm to
from between my fingers. It hit the countertop with a resounding CRACK
before they cut through my feet. My fingers reached
as on the opposite side of the kitche
ping my injured finger in a soft but unyielding grip. The tiny cut, already
ore his head bent. He brou
er it. His tongue, warm and wet, wrapped
t t
in, sucking something from me. His golden eyes, always
his chest. His gaze met mine, holding me where I stood. I sensed
t just my
idgety but uncompromisi
o of my finger, his eyes flicking away, with the som
n on the dinner table." His breathing was in ragged gasps, jaw clenched as i
m, my numb finger
earth
he j
ck
finished the cleanup
ble. And there-sure enough, was a small, red bu
ss
at pu
screamed j
curiosi
ne
his house is hiding. My finger t
, clear voice from a big, green plant on the table. I
uth o
king p
stammered. "I...was to
. Go to the main hall. Turn left f
az
if dreaming. I turned left for the first time. T
nding beside what looked like a sol
n, with a great whoosh, a section of the wall slid aside. It opened onto a shiny
ed. He stepped out ont
fully controll
us, moving us down silently. It wa
ights. Rhys moved forward to a box-like tool close to
g.
r hisse
athed,while
ce looked like the most fanta
olographic maps and rivers of co
e was i
n, his brow all furrowed, pointing at
tal change from that wrecked look on his face the night before. And Milo, the baby, w
th all their might. They looked up when Rhys and I arrived, their eyes flashing
n't some
undergroun
hese
rt said.They were a heck of a lot more c
old eyes just cutting through me. "Welcome, Thalia,
at him, but he just
as dull as a pancake. "Since you'r
ly fell ont
emanded, perhaps a tad too loudly. "I'm
s locked on mine. "At least until your mom's deal settles itself b
g, like I said, you need
pau
extremely sensitive to human b
ographic screen right nearby. It lit u
, moving, showing all these li
tally a command, "read this guy's body langua
ou actually want me to play games?" I glared at them, d
changed, the electricity of it seeming to
is voice was deep, but it vibrated w
en in front of him, his hands draped across the keyboard, his face a mask of rapt intensity
. I was still angry,
n and forced myself to actually
just a little bit longer than they ought to have after he stared directly in
words coming to me as if
ething huge, something he thinks is going to kill him." I red
d typing with ferocity. His fingers danced over the keys,
en to make out, his eyes reading off lin
n the main screen with avid interest. He appeared to be hacki
is hand on the keyboard, Jax leaned back, a
s of code vanished, to be replaced by conf
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oyful sound. Rhys's sorrowful eyes smoothed into a real smile. They appeared as if the
e was still strained, his gold eyes wide. He wasn't lookin
ed. His hands were fists at his sides, his shoulders sl