Page 32 of The Omega's Savior

“You have a movie room?” She asks, her jaw-dropping.

“Yeah, I’ll text you the gate code and they can come over,” I say. “No big deal.”

She smiles up at me. “Thanks, Jax.”

I hear footsteps down the stairs and turn to smile at Olivia as she walks into the kitchen. Her nose wrinkles in the most adorable way.

“What the hell is that smell?” She asks, waving a hand in front of her face.

“I accidentally burned the eggs,” I say, nodding over to the trashcan.

She raises and eyebrow and walks over to the trash, opening the lid and bursting out into a fit of laughter.

“Oh my god, fuck that hurts,” She laughs, holding her sides. “Those were eggs?”

I shrug as Summer joins in on her laughter.

“I know right?”

“Hey, don’t gang up on me,” I laugh, taking out some plates and plating the much better eggs Summer made for the three of us.

“Oh, we can totally gang up on you,” Olivia laughs. “That shit was fucking crazy. You burn water, don’t you.”

I cross my arms over my chest. “I can boil water,” I huff, smiling at the two of them.

I grab the orange pill bottles from the pharmacy and take out the medications Olivia needs to take and fill up a glass with water.

“You should sit down and eat. How’re you feeling?” I ask her.

“A lot better, that’s probably the best night of sleep I’ve had in absolutely forever.”

I smile down at her as our fingers brush as I hand over the pills she has to take. Her hand lingers in mine as she blinks up at me, her eyes a little sleepy.

The three of us eat breakfast together and talk a bit about how Summer’s school is going and the classes she’s taking before we all head upstairs to get ready. Pretty soon after, we’re climbing into my car and driving over to Summer’s school to drop her off.

“Bye, guys!” Summer says, jumping out of the car.

“Have a good day!” Summer calls. “We’ll see you later!”

“Love you!”

“Love you too!” Olivia says, a broad smile across her face.

“I always thought she’d grow out of saying that kinda stuff one day,” She says, turning to me. “In all the movies and stuff, a lot of parents always talk about how their kids are too cool for them now and won’t do that kinda stuff anymore right around when they start high school. But she still does.”

“Well, duh, obviously it’s cause you’re cool,” I tease. “Seriously though, it’s cause she really loves you.”

“Well, I really love her.”

“I’m glad you guys have each other.”

“Yeah,” She says wistfully, as I pull out of the parking lot for Summer’s school.

“Anyways, I was thinking we’d see what we could scavenge from your apartment and then I’d take you to go buy the necessities, how does that sound?”

“Really? You’ll take me back to the apartment?” She asks me, her eyes hopeful.

“Yeah, the only thing I do have to ask of you today is I need you to come with me to my work. The police are looking to interview you.”

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