Diva stopped cold, her gaze swinging from Jax — flustered and red-faced beside the door — to Mari, standing barefoot in pajamas in the middle of the room.
Diva's eyes narrowed instantly. "What the hell is going on here?" she snapped, her voice sharp.
"Nothing that should concern you," Jax said coldly. "Both of you. Get out of my room."
Diva's glare locked onto Mari. "Why are you in my man's room?"
Mari arched a brow and shrugged. "Why do you need me to spell it out for you? I slept in it."
Diva's mouth dropped. "You slept here? On his bed?"
"Yep. With him," Mari said with a sweet smile.
Jax shot her a glare that could melt steel while Diva gasped and turned to Jax. "Is it true?"
"Get. Out." he yelled, fists clenched at his sides.
Mari was slightly startled at his tone, "Oopsie. Someone is in a foul mood," she said as she sashayed out of the room.
"Jax—" Diva took one look at his face and walked out of the room.
