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“Mine, too. I mean, do you think it’s going to bring you something?”
He frowns. “Like a magic bean?”
“Yeah, Jac. Maybe you think it helps your stalk grow.” I sigh. “I’m asking…why?”
“Because—”
“Are you going to wear it?”
He frowns again. “No.”
“Give it to a lover?”
“Fuck you, Hendrick.”
“A wife?”
“Do I look like I’m about to get married?”
I snort. “The only person I can think of who’d have you in a long term way is Cat, and she’s not exactly the long term or settle down type.”
“You’re saying what you’ve been saying for a while,” he mutters, crossing his legs. “The jewels are either an unexplainable ask or they think there’s truth in some legend they’ve pulled from their asses—”
“Or we haven’t found.”
“—or it’s their smoke and mirrors to get us to kill each other and step into the Quinate.”
I nod slowly. “I guess the how and why isn’t important.” Even though I want it to be. I want to put a fucking bow on it, too.
But using Jac as sounding board helps.
“We need to uncover who it is and have a plan for when their time limit comes up.” I meet his gaze. “And tell the others at the meeting.”
“Did you call it?”
I don’t look away. “This one?”
“Actually…” He holds up a hand. “Don’t want to know. If shit happens, and I need to suspect you, I want to embrace it.”
“Nice, fucker. Real nice.”
“Pleasure.” He looks about. “Is MG still sleeping?”
This time I grin slowly. “I think we wore her out.”
“Man, I don’t have to like you to say that was fucking amazing. Her responses, her everything.”
If Jac was a friend, or even someone else, I’d ask if he loves her. To me, it’s fucking obvious. To Jac? Who the fuck knows?
He’s a man who’ll use the word love and claim it’s a heat of the moment thing. Stubborn asshole that he is.
His phone vibrates, and he sends quickfire texts. I really want to ask who to, but he’ll either tell me or not. But like me not confirming the meeting, it’s best in case it comes down to us having to put on a show.
Jac wears everything on his face. The anger, lust, delight, hate. I think I’m a little more like Cat, but not enough. She’s a master of disguise.
So it’s best we stick to limited information sharing, apart from the essentials.
“For fuck’s sake…” he mumbles.
