Jace keeps spinning and flipping the blade, moving between both hands as he does. “I’m better at combat with them.”
“I’m better at throwing.”
“I’m better at flipping.”
“Only because you’re constantly practicing.”
“You could practice and get as good as me too, but you don’t. So I win.” Jace snaps the blade closed and tosses it back on his desk.
“You don’t have plans tonight?” Myles asks Jace.
“You wondering if I’m gonna leave so you two can bone?” Jace asks with a salacious grin.
“No! I just mean it’s Friday, and I’ve heard people with lives do things on Fridays.” Myles looks between us with a shy smile that makes something in my chest clench. It’s obvious he’s feeling awkward, but he’s trying to connect with Jace, and that proves I was right to bring him into our circle.
“Nope.” Jace swipes a pack of gum off his desk and pops out a piece. “Not in a peopleing mood.”
The door to our room flies open, and Killian and Felix walk in.
Myles stiffens beside me, and all the color drains out of his face when he sees them.
“Hi,” Felix says brightly as he drops down on the ridiculous settee across from us. “Happy birthday.”
“Hi, and um, thanks.” Myles presses closer to me and gives Felix a tight smile.
“Piss off any more guards today?” Killian asks as he sits next to Felix, who immediately snuggles up to him.
“No.” Myles clears his throat. “Thankfully not.”
“Too bad. I’m in the mood to fuck someone up tonight,” Killian says and kisses Felix’s temple.
“When are you not in the mood to fuck someone up?” Felix asks teasingly.
“Hey, Myles?” Jace calls from his desk.
He glances over at my brother.
“Grab a chair and come look at this.” Jace waves him over.
“What is it?” Myles asks as he stands.
“Remember those blackmail files you found in the Kings’ system?”
“Vividly,” he says and looks around like he’s searching for a chair.
“Use mine.” I point at my desk.
He shoots me a quick smile and hurries over to grab it.
“I found something else in their system,” Jace says, his attention on his computer. “And I could use a hand figuring it out.”
“What did you find?” Myles asks as he rolls my chair across the room.
“Hopefully something that will help us get them off your tail. I suggested to my brother that we just take them all out and call it a day, but that got vetoed.” I can hear him roll his eyes as Myles sits next to him and leans closer to examine his screens. “Apparently the mass murder of an entire frat is too far.”
“I imagine that might be hard to explain.” Myles points to something on his center screen. “Is that what I think it is?”
“Yup.” Jace’s fingers fly over the keys as he brings up a new set of screens. “Check this out.”