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Jack smiled and I wanted to punch Ronan. I had been enjoying his anger.

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I finished settingup the surveillance and added some extra cameras in a certain spoiled brat's room. I had to wait for Finnian to leave before I snuck a few into his. Ronan was easy. The bodyguard was sharp except for when Jack was around. He was a good distraction, especially when he didn't know it.

Heavy footsteps headed my way and I knew instantly it was Jack. The other two were conscious of the sounds they made. It came with the territory of being hyper aware of oneself. Jack didn't have that problem though. The double doors to the back room flew open and I flipped the video feed on the four screens to the cameras outside.

"You just wanted this room," Jack said.

I glanced up from the screen and met my guest's gaze. "Maybe, what are you going to do about it?"

Jack took a step toward me, his fist balled at his side. I glanced at them and smiled. Ronan was currently doing outside rounds and Finnian was cooking dinner.

Hit me.

A visible shiver worked its way over Jack. "Fuck you."

My head fell to the side as I looked Jack up and down. Picturing him naked was easy. His dusky pierced nipples, barely there abs, slender waist, plump ass, and that pierced cock. I wanted to play with every inch of him for fun of course.

"Sure."

"Wait, what?" Jack blinked at me rapidly as if he hadn't heard me right.

I pushed off the bedpost and moved closer to him. "Strip down and show me what I’m working with."

"What?" Jack backed away. "Are you crazy?" He shook his head. "Never mind, don't answer that. I didn't mean I want to fuck you. I meant it as in you're an asshole."

"You sure about that?"

I leveled my gaze on him. We'd only been in the house a single day, but I knew what I felt and saw when Jack stared my way. He was shit at hiding what was going on in his head.

"I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last dick on earth."

I cocked a brow up at him. "You came all the way over here for what then?" I took hold of Jack's chin and tilted his back until he was forced to stare into my eyes. "What's that look for? You going to run home and tell daddy?"

Jack wrenched his face free, and I let him.

"You're a dick."

"You want to see it that badly huh?" I hooked my thumbs in my waistband crowding further into his space.

"No."

"Then why do you keep looking down?"

Jack's head snapped up and our eyes locked for a single second before he shifted his gaze anywhere but at me. There was a nice tint to his cheeks.

"That's—Fuck."

Laughter bubbled freely from me before I knew what was happening. My reactions to Jack were odd but interesting to say the least.

"I already said yes to that. Need me to take the lead, princess?"

Jack sucked in a breath the moment my hand moved to his neck. I felt every single movement against the palm of my hand. His heartbeat raced drawing out parts of me that wanted so badly to hurt Jack.Wonder what his crying face looks like.

"Jack." Ronan's voice was like a needle to the bubble that had formed around us.

"Get the fuck away from me."

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