Alpha Jax
“How many are you up to now?’
Logan chuckles, running a hand down his front. “Too many to count.”
“I think they’re really cool,” Vienna gushes, stepping closer to Logan and tossing her long wavy hair over her shoulder. When the girl gets her buzz on, she gets extra flirty.
“Thanks,” he replies smoothly, smiling down at Vienna before he looks back to me. “I still remember when I got my first one.”
My lips curl into a smile at the memory as I slide my arm across my abdomen, my fingertips brushing the phoenix tattoo on my ribcage. “Me too.”