“Really? It’s okay if she comes over?” Jax asks his father with a bewildered expression.
“Of course son! I’ll talk to the others and make sure they’re on their best behavior for Alexia.” Frankie teases and then he’s silent and they’re looking at each other as if they could read each other’s thoughts, it’s rather weird.
Uncle Mike breaks the silence as soon as I start to get uncomfortable. “Drake you better keep an eye on her, the older boys might steal her away from you since there’s fresh meat in the house.” He winks at me and the other adults laugh and I join in when I see Drakes expression.
“Oh don’t worry; I’m not going to let her out sight! And I will make sure they know who she belongs to… ” Drake winks at me and I feel Jax squeeze the hand I forgot he was holding. I squeeze back and he smiles at me.
The parents decided to go home after dinner leaving us behind, I get hugs from everyone and little Donavon kisses my cheek saying goodbye. Too cute…
We decide to sit at a smaller booth on the other side of the bar, Ronny is telling jokes and I swear Rachel is close to peeing herself she’s laughing so hard. Wiping the tears from laughing, Jax asks me, “So are you going to come over tomorrow then?”
I look around at each of their expectant faces, “Umm…. I kind of have plans tomorrow night? What about Sunday?”
“What plans do you have?” Jax asks me.
“Well, Alex asked me to stay over at her place tomorrow night so I'm leaving early tomorrow morning to spend the day with her.” I tell them.
“What the hell Lexi?” Drake barks from the side of me making me wince and move closer to Jax looking for protection in case Drake lashes out again. Jax shoots Drake a death glare.
“Drake we spoke about this after….” Afraid to bring it up in case the memories flood back in I avoid saying the rest.
“You said it was fine and you wouldn’t bug me about it, she’s my friend and I’m going to see her okay?” finding the courage that was hidden somewhere inside me I finish the sentence ignoring the shocked look on his face because I’ve never really stood up to him in front of everyone.
“I’m not going to argue with you Drake, I’m going and that’s it!” I say looking straight into his eyes.
Jax pats my arm that’s resting on the table and smiles at me as if to say he’s proud of me.
“It’s okay Lexi you can go see Alex just let us know you are safe, right Drake.” Jax says but it doesn’t come out as a question more of a statement informing Drake that he doesn’t have a choice but to accept it.
“Okay okay!” Drake puts his hands up in defeat, “but on one condition?”
“Yes?” I roll my eyes at him.
“You have to stay over Sunday night.” he says as he takes my hand and kisses it, then gives me a big toothy smile.
“Oh YES! Slumber party!” Ronny shouts out, very unlike her.
“I’m so excited!” Rachel shrieks, “Finally another girl in that boy infested house!”
“And we can paint our nails and ooh! Gossip about boys! Don’t forget the scary movies, from what I hear Lexi loves ‘em!” Jax says in a girlie voice which just makes the group laugh.
“Okay guys, deal.” I tell them and they all cheer with excitement, you’d swear they’ve never had a sleepover.
After talking about our plans for Sunday night, we decide to head home since it was already nearing midnight.
Drake is driving slowly home, obviously trying to get as much time with me as possible.
“My parents love you already.” he exclaims with a big grin on his face.
“You think? I know your brother is head over heels, that’s for sure.” I tease him.
“Yeah my mom and dad spoke to me as soon as they met you, you gave them quite a first impression, I swear Scarlet and my mom are probably already planning our wedding.” He jokes and I can’t help but wonder why I don’t feel all that excited about Drake.
“Of course Donavon is in love! I was head over heels the first time we met ….literally!” He winks and I giggle at our inside joke.
“But don’t forget who you belong to! I’m going to be kicking plenty of ass when you come over on Sunday, I can’t wait.” he gives me a naughty smile and I want to kiss him all over. He puts his hand on my leg as he drives.
“Why is everyone saying that? You would swear I was a model fresh off the runway…” I mutter more to myself than him as we get out the car. He stands in front of me and pushing me gently against his car as his hands cup my cheeks.