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Ian shook his head, his jaw clenched tight. “It’s worse than that. Come see.”
Jack followed him down to the kitchen as Jameson stumbled in from the living room. He’d insisted on sleeping on the couch. He should have gone home. Gone to work. But he said he was here to help.
Jack glared at him.
Jameson ran his hand over his haggard face. “Jack, how many times do I need to say that I’m sorry I called you guys away from her?”
He knew it wasn’t right to blame Jameson. Jack was the one to blame. For leaving her.
Won’t happen again.
“I’m worried about her too,” Jameson said.
“I know,” Jack said. “I just want her back.”
“Let’s concentrate on the matter at hand. Look.” Ian turned the laptop around so they could see the screen. It was one of those shitty tabloid websites.
But this time, he couldn’t ignore what was on the screen.
Because those were fucking photos of him. With Ian.
And Maggie.
A photo of him out with her after their time at the bouncy castle. Another of them smiling at each other. Images of her with Ian.
All of them innocent until Ian scrolled down.
“Motherfucker,” he spat out.
There were images of them on the rooftop. How the fuck had they taken photos of them up there?
“Did they set up cameras?” he asked.
Their genitals and Maggie’s breasts were all blurred. But it was all too obvious what they were doing.
Together.
There was another image of them in the arcade. The two of them pressed around her while Jameson stood close by. Then one with Jameson helping her bowl.
Jameson sucked in a breath.
Was he worried about what people might think?
But when Jack glanced over at him, he just looked intent. Focused.
“How did they get these?” Jameson asked. “Was someone following us?”
“What does the article say?” Jack asked. He didn’t have the patience to read it.
“Basically, the reporter plays heavily on her being a champion athlete, how she was going to the Olympics when she broke her hip. How she’s ice skated again,” Ian said.
Jack hated that.
That she’d lost something she loved.
“Then it goes on to talk about Escana. How wrong the relationships are here. Basically, the article accuses us of corrupting and using a young girl who had her hopes and dreams shattered. And by us, I also mean the Escanaian Royal Family since they not only don’t condone harems but have them of their own. There’s speculation that she might have been bride kidnapped.”
“She’s fucking smiling in all those photos,” Jameson said. “Are they really going to say we’re forcing her?”
