Chapter 16

• Brent leaned against the doorframe of Jac’s small kitchen. Felicity was rummaging around in the fridge. He noticed the pan on the stove. “Foraging?”
• She bolted up and turned around. “I almost jumped in the fridge.” He smirked at her. “I thought I’d put something that resembled food together for us.” She looked towards the living room. “You don’t think Jacinda will mind, do you?”
• He crossed his arms loosely in front of him and shook his head. “No, she won’t. After Reid holds her down and pours more tea into her, she’ll have some oatmeal to settle her stomach.”