I drop down beside him, kind of nervous about this morning. We didn't really talk about what this means. He's my best friend and I don't want to lose that after I just got him back.
Jace entangles our fingers, resting our hands on his leg.
"Hey, Ro," he murmurs, resting his forehead on mine.
Any anxiousness in me evaporates.
"Hey," I whisper back, gazing up into his gorgeous grey irises.
He doesn't say anything else, just places a soft kiss on my lips before turning back to watch the guys who seem to have got it working.
"You playing, Angel?" Mase rolls on his back to look at me. His playful smile has me wanting to pounce on him. Those light yetdeepblue eyes make me feel all warm and alive inside. Don't even get me started on those delectably hard arm muscles he's using to hold himself up.
A smirk has his lips curling up. Shit, I'm staring.
"Sure." I put my tea down at my feet and catch the controller Mav throws to me.
"I'm out!" Dom announces, dropping down beside me. He slides his arm around my waist and he nuzzles his face in my hair. His short,short,beard rubs against my neck making me ticklish.
"Dom!" I squirm between him and Jace. He chuckles deeply and pulls back. His eyes are like melted dark chocolate oozing warmth and stability.
"Teach me?" I wiggle the controller in my hand—the other occupied by Jace.
"Sure, Sweetheart."
Dom shows me what all the buttons do and helps me pick my avatar. The game has a fun Jumanji vibe to it, except we don’t get sucked into the game, thankfully.
Half an hour later, there's popcorn everywhere from an impromptu popcorn fight, empty coffee mugs stored in various places and I'm half on Dom-half on Jace trying like hell not to fall off the couch.
"Die, die, dickhead, die!" Maverick yells at the TV.
"Quick! Clear a path!" Luc shouts.
My avatar becomes overwhelmed by soldiers. "Alec, take it!" I throw the bejeweled sword to him.
I try and reposition myself using my upper body but it pulls on my ribs…and I'm falling.
"Shit!" I squeak. An arm grabs my waist and gently pulls me back up. Oh, thank god.
"Dom, I can't get through. Catch!"
Jace keeps me pinned against the couch with one arm, the other hand still controlling his avatar.
"Burn in hell, motherfucker!" Dominic roars, catching the sword and slamming it hilt deep into the king.
"YES!" We all yell, whooping and cheering.
Jace drops the controller beside him and pulls me the rest of the way back up onto the couch and away from the ground. Fuck, that would have hurt. I sigh with relief when I look up into grey irises.
"Nice catch," is all I'm able to offer, adrenaline still pumping through my body. Jace just shakes his head, chuckling. Mirth swims through those deep grey pools of emotion.
I reach up and high five Dominic. Dom changed his mind about just teaching and observing when he realised how hard it is to watch but not play the game.
Mason jumps up and starts rolling his hips to the 80's victory music playing. We all start cracking up as he busts out moves that shouldn't be legal.
Maverick crawls away from the TV, abandoning his controller and leans against the couch. Not even thinking about it, I start aimlessly playing with his hair while I watch Mase…I'm not sure you call that dancing but damn is he good at it. What I wouldn’t give for aMagic Maseshow.
Maverick leans his head back until I can see his eyes. He's giving me a lazily content smile that tells me to keep going.
