An hour later, I'd showered in the adjoining bathroom of the office and changed into the clothes Jace had brought with us; a pair of skinny black jeans, an army green singlet and a leather jacket with thick black hiking boots.
He french braided my hair for me, having me sit between his legs on the floor while he sat on the couch in the office.
Jaxon finished some paperwork on his laptop, his eyes narrowed as he looked over a contract.
"Hey, Jace?" He called softly, leaning away from the computer.
"Hmm?" Jace replied, his hands continuing to braid.
"Did you get a chance to look over the Windsong Pack's proposal?"
"Some of it," Jace shrugged, tying off my hair before he kissed the top of my head. "All done, sweetie." He announced, a proud grin on his face as I looked back at him, s
