Olyvia POV I knock softly on the door, hearing commotion inside before the door whips open to reveal Jax in a towel, water still dripping from his hair. ‘Mmm.’ Mia says softly as I openly check him out slowly. “My princess, you must stop doing that.” I hear him say, remembering the witches words. I sigh in slight frustration, “Can we talk a bit before our picnic?” I ask, keeping my eyes focused on his. “You don’t need permission to talk to me, you are my equal. I will go get dressed, please make yourself comfortable. One day this will be our room, once you are ready.” he says softly before kissing my head and retreating into the bathroom. Sitting on the bed I continue to process everything that I learned today, deciding on giving him a shorter version as he walks out of the bathroom in a
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