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“We could move to be with her if she can’t come here,” Ian told him.
Jack nodded. “Yep.”
“You’d move from here?” Jameson looked shocked. “But she lives in London, right? People there aren’t accepting of harems like here. Or of Littles.”
“We’d make it work. For her,” Jack said. “She’s worth it.”
Ian wondered if Jameson would pull back. It was a test of sorts, even if it wasn’t a nice one. He loved the bastard, but he had to know that he was all in.
No matter what.
That he wouldn’t let past demons stand in his way.
Jameson took in a deep breath. “I didn’t think about that. But you’re right. If there’s a reason she can’t come here, and she wants to be with us . . . then we move.”
“Even if we might face tough challenges? People who don’t understand and criticize? People we know?” Ian said carefully.
Jameson nodded. “Even then. I’m not being dictated to by my parents and their ideals anymore. Time I lived life how I want. What I need. And that’s the three of you.”
“About fucking time,” Jack said.
Ian agreed.
“What about the fact that she’s a Little,” Jack said.
“I know I said I never wanted to be involved with a Little again, but I’m re-evaluating that. It’s something else I missed. That Elizabeth took from me.”
“Elizabeth wasn’t a real Little,” Jack spat out. “She was a liar.”
Jameson nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. She was just trying to give me what she thought I wanted. Well, what I did want. But not like that.”
“Let’s go back,” Jack said. “We shouldn’t have left her alone.”
Fuck. He was right.
Although plenty of other people were around to watch her, he’d feel better once he had eyes on her. As Jack walked off, Ian turned to Jameson. “It’s good to have you back. We missed you. And I know Maggie has feelings for you too. Just remember, she’s not Elizabeth. She’s sweet and loyal and crazy and fun.”
“I know. I know she’s nothing like that bitch.”
“Ian! Fuck, Ian!” Jack yelled.
Ian turned around at the sound of Jack’s panicked voice.
“Jack never panics,” Jameson said as they started running toward him.
Ian raced harder, his heart pounding at the look of fear on Jack’s face. “What is it? What’s happened? Where is Maggie?”
Because he just knew that the only person who could put that look on Jack’s face was their girl.
“I can’t find her anywhere. She’s fucking gone!”
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Gone.
She’s fucking gone.
Where the hell was she? Why had he left her alone?
