His eyebrows raise slightly, a smirk appearing on his lips. Green eyes sparkle in the fluorescent light, his skin lightly tan and smooth. Brown hair hangs down to the bottom of his ears, his clothing more suitable for a bodybuilder than an agent.
Jax wears khakis and polo shirts most of the time. Dresden wears jean-shorts, ripped and frayed at the bottom, and a sleeveless muscle shirt, which hugs his body so tight his pectoral muscles and abs are visible.
“Are you against buying clothes that fit, or you just so arrogant you feel the need to show off your muscles all the time?”
Jax’s mouth drops open, but Dresden bursts out laughing.
“I can see why you picked this one. She’s a smart mouth little bitch.”
He eyes me up and a smile forms on my lips. Maybe this will be more fun than I
thought. Here’s to hoping the rest of the team is as witty as this guy.
12
~Blake~
Sorina and I have sat by Lily’s side for the last week. I’ve taken a shower in this bathroom as opposed to my own and eaten every meal in here. My appetite is barely there, not knowing when Dr. Monroe is going to wake her up.
Lily resembles an angel right now. Sorina brushes Lily’s hair every morning. I think it makes her feel like she’s helping in some way. There’s not a lot any of us can do. Hyde’s worried about how angry Lily will be when she wakes up, and I’m inclined to feel the same.
She’s been through too much over the last few months. It boggles my mind that this all started because her smart mouth and attitude turned me on. It’ll make one hell of a story to tell people later on in life.
“How’s she doing, Blake?” Sammi rests her hand on my shoulder.
“Same. Which is good, I guess.”
Sammi stops in around lunchtime every day to check on Lily. Her presence is calming. Over
the last year, she was the only one to keep a level head. She tried to parent Sorina when I was in no fit shape to do so, which I can’t thank her enough for.
“She’ll be okay. Lily’s been through worse. Don’t forget how young she was when the Taurus took her. If she made it through that, she’ll pull through this.”
“I know. This just isn’t how I pictured things going after we left the hospital,” I say, leaning down to kiss Lily’s fingertips.
“Things never go the way we plan, Blake. You’ve just got to make the best of what you have. She’s alive and Dr. Monroe says she’s healing well. That’s all we can really ask for at this point.”
“Thanks, Sammi.” I stand and hug her.
Shannon shuffles into the room as Sammi takes her leave. This is the most time Shannon and I’ve spent together since entering witness protection. In a way, it’s nice to be around her again. Since my talk with our father, we’ve tried to mend things between the four of us. Carmen and I’ve spoken a few times, cleared the air between us a bit.
“Have you gotten any sleep?”
I chuckle, running my fingers through my hair. “A little. You definitely need more rest. It’s not just you anymore.”
Smiling, she places a hand over her belly. “Yeah, I don’t need to be reminded. If one more person tries to shove food down my throat, I might snap and slap someone.”
“We’re just worried about you. God, I can’t believe my little sister is going to be a mother.”
“Crazy, right? Dresden and I were talking about names last night.”
“Oh, yeah. Pick any good ones?”
“Well, if we have a boy, we were thinking Makoa, actually.”
My head snaps up and my chest tightens. “Shannon . . . I . . .”
“Hey, you’re my brother and the best man I know. Giving my son your middle name would be an honor.”