#Chapter 318 – Not so Peaceful Breakfast

I have to admit, when it’s just me and Jesse on the run with the paintball gun, it’s way better. Rafe and Jackson concentrate a great deal on training, on pushing, on ensuring that we reach new goals and strengthen our bodies. But with Jesse? It’s just fun. “I got you!” I shout, dashing after him up that final hill to the Castle, my heart pounding and my breath short – but I ignore all of that, snarling and reaching for him. “You’re such a brat – I totally got you –“ “You didn’t!” he insists, laughing hard and dodging away from me, not letting me grab and turn him around so that I can see the purple paint that we both know is streaking across the back of his uniform. “You lie, baby trouble – you missed – or you hit some other incredibly handsome man in the woods, which is inconsiderate of you –“ “I did,” I snarl, and then I make a final leap for him, and he lets me catch him and spin him around, laughing at me as I tilt back my head and release my howl of victory to the sky. “