Onyx's POV
For a moment, silence settled over the kitchen; Raze stared at me while my eyes fell on Elizabeth, who had her arms folded across her chest, her blue eyes narrowed in challenge.
The ridiculous woman actually looked like she was prepared to drag me to the chair herself if I didn't sit my ass on it. Funny how I loved her being this way with me.
A laugh escaped my throat. “I am fine. You shouldn't worry about this.” I held my hand up to her. “See? I am fine.”
“Prez,” Raze muttered under his breath, “You going to let her talk to you like that?”
“Shut up, Raze.” I snorted, to which his grin widened before Elizabeth pointed toward the chair.
“Sit,” she commanded. A smile danced on my lips at the authoritative tone she has used.
If it happened to be someone else, I would have
