“I’ll go make something to eat. shall I.” He winks. “I’ll tell you something for free, James. I’ll be happier when you’re out of bed if only because I’m missing your cooking.”
He leaves and after a minute or so the clatter and bang of pans and crockery and cutlery cuts through the evening, briefly followed the smash of something hitting a tiled floor and loud cursing. I chuckle to myself….
When he was single, I think he lived on take-outs and ready-packed salad….
Then my mood swings, turning serious and I gnaw endlessly on my thoughts
Suppose Klempner is lying….
…. As he almost certainly is….
How to keep you safe Jade…?
Without putting you in a prison….
... Even the kind where the bars are inside your own head….
They tried to murder Michael….
…. They almost succeeded with me….
….
….
If anything like this happens again….
If I died….
…. You'd only have Michael
You need more….
….
….
You have a powerful enemy….
…. You need powerful friends….
Richard….
Tighten that bond….
How?
It won't come from you. You won’t volunteer it….
I punished you when you first met him….
….
I was wrong….
And I close my eyes against the memory of that day and my own stupidity and jealousy and the bitter consequences.
Never again
Richard...
But how?
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