Chapter8:8

Bobby nodded a quick yes to let Jack know he understood. Jack flicked his hand at him in disgust and said, “Get the fuck out, and don’t ever think about contacting Simone again. If you do, you’ll have me to deal with.” Bobby gave an audible gulp before running out the front door. I stayed where I was behind Jack, hoping he wouldn’t be mad at me. I didn’t want him to think that I’d encouraged Bobby or brought him over to make Jack jealous. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t enjoy Jack’s reaction, but I would never have played him like that. “Jack…” I started, but he quickly turned around, cutting me off. He stared at me with those intense blue eyes. He was angry. I could easily see that, but underneath it all there was something else. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear it was fear. But what did Jack have to be afraid of? Before I could ask, Jack said, “Upstairs. Shower. Now.” He said it with his jaw still clenched so tightly I could see the muscles tick. I didn’t stick around to