The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0684

God, I just don't know if we're ever going to get there.

We spend the evening celebrating a variety of victories - Tony's top marks, Rafe's great win, Jesse's first command, and my continuing enrollment at Alpha Academy by dint of fire tornado. A great deal of contraband whiskey goes around with lots of merriment and jokes - but the best part?

The best part comes when everyone leaves and I crawl across the bed and collapse over Jackson's bare chest.

His breath all leaves him in a woosh before he laughs and wraps me up against him, kicking a foot out and knocking the curtain off its hook so that it slides shut and leaves us in darkness.

"I'm tired," I mutter, letting myself go limp against him.

"Yes, you had a long day," he murmurs.

"Yeah," I say with a sigh, snuggling against him. "Was a traitor. Shot my mate and turned his command over to my cousin. Lost my virginity. Got my mini mark," I hold up my finger as proof, making him laugh. "Yelled at my Captain and got expelled. Started a fire and reversed my expulsion."

"Busy girl," he murmurs, dropping a kiss to my head. "What was the best part?"

"The mini mark," I say on a satisfied sigh, holding up my finger again.

He laughs sincerely but then growls, wanting a better answer. I grin and sit up, letting my legs fall naturally on either side of him. "No, Jacks, you know what my favorite part was. Of course it was."

want you to think

at each other for a long moment before I lower myself softly to his chest so that our faces are very close in the dark. "I love you very much, Jackson. I'm going

can feel down the bond that he feels precisely the same. "I regret it now," he murmurs, letting his eyes drift down to my neck and lifting a hand to the spot. "I should have given you the mark. I'm sorry. I mean, it

whisper, grinning at him.

his eyes back to mine. "Next time,"

a

my dresser and rifling through one of

doing?" Jackson asks, propping himself up on

me and crawling back to Jacks, reclaiming my spot straddling his stomach. I hold it out to

say, pulling it

he says, his eyes going

"She likes to be practical." He watches me quite seriously as I raise the bottle to my lips, but the grim set of his mouth makes me pause.

at me.

if I don't, there is a...very real possibility of a little baby McClintock

grin. "No, you should definitely

a little, taking a sip like my mom instructed me and then re-screwing the cap and tossing it back in

me close as I

you at all?"

says