“How long will we be here?” Pretty Girl asks softly. “And where will we go after?”
Jax stands up, moving away from his desk, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. “No need to worry about that, young lady. You are all welcome here for as long as you want to stay. As for how long, it depends on when we wrap up everything in motion.”
“Good, thanks.”
Jax looks to each person. “I’ll have Harris give you a basic tour. Here’s a list of room assignments,” Jax hands me a paper, then continues. “We have a shooting range, a gym, several computer labs, a theater room, a library, a media room, and a lovely space on the roof if you need some quiet time.”
“Holy shit,” Valley squeals. “Nyx, we can finally watchBeetlejuice.”
Pretty Girl loses it, hunching over with laughter. It warms my heart to see her happy.
“Wait—media room?” Trikk asks.
“Yes. It has tons of games—arcade ones, all the latest game consoles and video games, a large screen TV, and a lot of comfortable seating. There's also a wonderful surround sound system for music.”
Trikk fist pumps the air. “Oh, hell yes.”
I shake my head at his reaction.
We all file out, and I take the lead. They all follow as I decide to show them the roof first, then move down from there.
Phoenyxx
Hunter takes us to the roof, and I make a sound in my throat as I see the gorgeous and peaceful setup. There's honest to shit gardens, with comfy-looking chairs and loungers around a fire pit. The view is beautiful. It seems so peaceful.
Next, Hunter shows us all the rooms Jax told us about.
I took a minute in the library, geeking out at the books I’ll be able to read, for pleasure, for the first time ever.
When we get to the media room, Trikk loses his mind, running around and touching literally everything. “I’m going to move in here,” he announces.
I laugh, asking, “I don’t see any music...?”
Frost steps forward, a smile on his face. “Watch this, Killer.” He speaks loudly to the room. “Alexa—play ‘Under the Influence’ by Chris Brown.”
Music immediately fills the room. I recognize the song from the sexy as fuck dance he gave me.
I look at Frost, waggling my brows. “I want a repeat of that dance...”
“Count on it,” he whispers in my ear, giving me goosebumps.
“Alright, come on,” Hunter mutters.
The theater room is next. “Oh my God, Nyx. Look at this. Oh yep... I’m going to introduce you to all the classics,” Valley says with big eyes.
“I’ll hold you to that, bestie.” Linking arms with her, we stroll on.
We finish up by seeing the shooting range, then the computer labs.
“Hey, guys!” Hunter calls out to the two guys sitting at the computers.
The shaggy blonde whips around, jumping from his chair. “Dude. Is this them? Holy crap, man. I'm Thor. I know who all of you are.”
“Calm down, freak boy,” the other guy says with an eye roll.
“Fuck off, BILL,” Thor tosses back.
“Bill?” Purge snickers at the nickname.
