Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,76

gaze. He studies my features intently, looking for something, I have no idea if he finds it but he dips his face and kisses me slowly in the way only Rafe can that has me curling my toes and gripping shirt.

“Do you want a hot chocolate before you go?” He asks quietly.

My eyes widen with excitement.

“Yes please!” I grin, doing my happy food dance.

“What is that?” Atlas asks amused, as Rafe smirks and gets up to make me a hot chocolate.

“That’s her happy food dance, I’m guessing Rafe just said he’d make her hot chocolate” Jensen chuckles shoving a bite cereal in his mouth than pointing his spoon at Rafe, “I want one too fucker” he adds, the others all saying they want one too.

“So fucking cute” Atlas mumbles and the guys shoot him amused looks before they start chuckling.

“Thank you Atty” I grin.

“Fuckers” he mumbles making me grin before he clears his throat, “actually if it’s ok with Luc, I’d really like to show you how the safe room works” he pause and I can tell how hard it is for him to admit the next thing, “for my own peace of mind.”

“It’s good with me if it’s good with Ever. We’re running a bit early anyway” Luc agrees and Atlas turns his attention towards me.

“Yeah that sounds good to me” I say as I stand up.

Rafe hands me my hot chocolate as Atlas leads me from the kitchen area and I kiss him in thanks before he hands one to Atlas.

“Damn I’ve missed your hot chocolates man” he compliments and Rafe smirks.

“Come on, Princess.” Atlas turns to me and I’m surprised he’s still calling me it without alcohol in his system.

I kind of love it.

“Lead the way Atty” I grin and his eyes lighten and I hope it means that he likes me calling him that.

He leads me through the hidden door and to the first door on the left. He presses a panel besides the door and it slides up to reveal a keypad. It’s obvious that he spared no expense when he had this installed.

“There’s a six number key to open the door. The number is five-three-four-eight-six-two” he says as he types it in and opens the door, “the room itself is state of the art. Over there we have a command centre of sorts the monitors are connected to cameras in each room.”

I raise my eyebrow.

“Don’t worry they aren’t on all the time and will only turn on if you come in here and turn them on. There’s obviously, several beds in here, couch, tv, bathroom and enough provisions for two years as well as very basic cooking facilities.”

My eyebrows are practically in my hairline by now. He obviously thought about this extensively. It’s almost like he’s preparing for war. I desperately want to ask but I won’t. He walks over to the wall on the right that just look like a giant sheet of metal. He presses some buttons on the keypad next to it and it rolls up revealing a decent amount of guns, amo and even a few knives. Wow.

“The number is the same as the door. There are mostly guns in here but there are a few knives since they’re Jensen’s favourite” Atlas chuckles.

I suddenly see the incident in the hallway when I first arrived in and entirely new light that has me smirking. I also instinctively remind myself of where I’ve put my knives, one in each of my boots since I don’t have any sheathes for them in this dress. Since we are going out today I couldn’t help but want to bring them with me.

“I know you said you can handle a gun but I was just wondering exactly what you know” he asks raising his eyebrow.

I was terrified when my dad first put a gun in my hand and told me to use it if I had to. I decided to make the best of it though and learn how to use it properly and ended up going to a gun range whenever I could.

I kind of want to show off a bit for Atlas though so I study the guns on the wall and take down the one I’m most familiar with. I set it on the table and glance at Atty.

“Time me?” I ask and he smirks.

Once he gives me the go ahead I take it apart and put it back together as quick as I can and then look at Atlas for my time.