Opposition (Lux, #5)(101)

“Great.”

“We were at Olive Garden, and by the way, thank you for talking up the endless breadsticks crap, because I think we’ve eaten there like ten times this month, and I’m going to start smelling like garlic,” Dee went on, plopping in the recliner and tapping her ballet flats on the floor.

“I like their soup and salad,” he said, shrugging as he walked over to the armchair and sat down.

Daemon’s forehead wrinkled.

“Anyway,” Dee said. “I thought our waitress was checking him out. Like nonstop. Like I wasn’t even there.”

That was hard to imagine, treating Dee like she wasn’t there.

“So I was, you know, doing something normal,” she said.

“Normal?” Archer barked out a short laugh. “She was fantasizing running the poor waitress over with the car. Like in complete gory detail.”

One slender shoulder rose as she shrugged. “Like I said, you shouldn’t look into people’s thoughts and then complain about what you see.”

“I wasn’t necessarily complaining,” he said, leaning down so his mouth brushed the curve of her ear. “If I remember correctly, I’d told you that it was kind of hot and that it made me want—”

“All right,” Daemon shouted. “That is stuff I just don’t even want to think about.”

Dee frowned at her brother. “What? You think we don’t have wild—”

“Stop,” he warned, waving his hand. “Seriously. I barely like him as it is, so please don’t make me want to hurt him.”

“But I like you,” Archer replied.

Daemon shot him a look that would send most running in the opposite direction. “I really regret suggesting that Dee get a place here. I wouldn’t have done it if I knew that was an invite when it came to you.”

“Where I go,” Dee chirped, “he goes. We’re like a two-for-one special. Deal with it or get over it.”

My smile grew when Dee’s eyes, so much like her brothers’, met mine. It was another thing I thought about a lot. The “what ifs” of everything, like what if Dee hadn’t broken the hold the Luxen held over her. Would she have died in the fight or would she have survived, only to leave Earth or be hunted down?

Losing Dee, on top of what happened to my mother, was something I don’t think I ever would’ve gotten over. And Daemon? I didn’t want to even think about how he would’ve been affected. It would’ve broken him, almost had when Dee stood against us.

She glanced at the small pink bag as she tucked her hair back. “What’s in there?”

“Oh!” I snatched up the bag. “Something I had ordered.”

Daemon shrugged when Archer glanced at him. “I don’t know what it is. She hasn’t told me.”

Excited about my find, I reached inside the bag and held up the one-piece sleeper for their inspection. “What do you think?”

Daemon’s brows rose as he read the words in black block lettering. “Boyfriends Are Better in Books?”

Giggling, I placed it on the arm of the chair. “I think Dawson and Beth will appreciate it.”

Archer looked confused. “I don’t get it.”

“I’m not surprised,” Dee responded drily. “I think it’s adorable.”

“Me, too.” I folded it up and tucked it back into the bag. “I’m going to get her addicted to book boyfriends at a young age.”

“Her.” Archer shook his head as he blew out a breath. “I don’t know how long it’s going to take for me to get used to hearing that.”

“You need to, because I doubt that’s going to change any time soon,” Daemon responded.

“How do you know?” Archer shrugged. “She’s one of the first female Origins ever. Who knows what that kid will be capable of.”

“Well, I seriously doubt changing genders is one of them.” Dee wrinkled her nose. “At least I hope not, because that would be weird.”

Dawson and Beth had brought the surprise to end all surprises into the world when Beth gave birth to a baby girl, so much so that the first thing I thought of was Nessie, and then I couldn’t stop cackling for like fifteen minutes.

“You guys ready?” Archer asked. He was already at the door, holding it open. “Guess who I heard from this morning?” He paused as Daemon strutted past him. “No, jackass, it wasn’t Justin Bieber and I’m not in love with him. What the hell?”

Daemon chuckled.

“Who?” I asked before the whole conversation derailed.

He smiled at me as the door shut, locking behind me. Dee was already calling shotgun on the Jeep Archer was driving. “Hunter checked in. He was wondering how everyone was doing.”

I exchanged a look with Daemon as he took my hand. We’d heard from him and Serena a few months ago. They’d been planning on moving out of his brother’s house, heading west. “Did he move?”

“Yeah, he’s actually not that far from here. I think he settled in Boulder or somewhere close, since Serena’s from around here.” Archer fished out his car keys and we picked up the conversation once Daemon and I had piled into the back. “I imagine you might be getting a visit from them, sooner or later.”