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"Look at that princess, you got your guard dog to swear."

Jack looked up at Ronan. As long as none of them stopped me from playing with Jack I didn't seem to mind them looking at my plaything.

"Ronan, why are you blocking the hallway?" Finnian asked. He slipped past Ronan and our eyes met briefly before he too noticed Jack on the floor. "What is the meaning of this?"

"He's cleaning like you ordered," I pointed out.

"I didn't—fuck...Jack get up," Finnian ordered.

"Hey, I'm enjoying the view."

He pointed at me, a glare on his face. His thick auburn brow furrowed. "You fuck off. Cian you're left to watch Jack for less than two hours and we come home to this? Have you lost your mind?" He shook his hand. "Don't bother answering that."

Jack stood up and the tent beneath the skirt was unmistakable. His cheeks were flushed as he bounced back and forth on the balls of his feet.

"See he loves it. Don't you princess?"

Jack licked his lips, his gaze skirting over each of us. His mouth opened and closed as he tried to talk.

"Look at me Jack," Ronan said. His voice was strained. "Did he force you to do this?"

I rolled my eyes as we each waited for Jack's answer.

"No I—I want—"

"Jack speak clearly," Finnian said.

Jack glanced over at us, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Shit, he was sexy when he cried. I wanted to drag him closer and make him cry even more.

"I agreed, he didn't force me."

"See."

Finnian sighed. "I don't know what to do with this situation."

"What do you mean?" I laughed as I moved around Finnian and toward my slut. "Nothing. I'm playing with him right now. He's mine."

Both Finnian and Ronan went still. "What did you just say?" Ronan asked.

"Cian are you taking the piss?" Finnian asked. He grabbed the front of my shirt. "Declan would have you killed."

"There is no better reaper than me."

"I knew you were psychotic; I didn't think you were stupid."

"Princess, you going to run back to daddy and tell him what's happening?"

Jack fidgeted and shook his head.

"See."

"Don't intimidate him," Ronan argued. "Jack, you can tell me if you don't like it."

Jack's face went stark red as he looked at anything but us. "I don't,don'tlike it."

I huffed out a laugh. "You two can hold back, but why should I?"

Finnian shoved me back. "Because it's common sense. Something you seem to be lacking."

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