Chapter 352 – Casualties Of War

• Jackson lets out a sharp, impatient snarl, and Jesse laughs, giving me a little shove towards him. “All right, all right, I’m sorry, take him.”
• I stumble forward a step into Jackson’s arms, where I’m wrapped up tight. “You’re being very indiscreet, you know,” I murmur, wrapping my arms as far as they’ll go around his waist. “People are going to figure out that you’re in love with the Shrimp.”
• “Who cares,” he says, utterly dismissive. “They’ll still be scared of me. And you now, too.”