Richard watched the scene unfold, and with decade of rating sys under this beh, the wash shiinu to we was Assisting
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Olivar
Truth be told, Jack was a rising Bar Young socomiones, and already a une so
future promised much more than this if he really have feelings for Owis, it wouldn’t be the
worst outcome
But Emily’s expression soured a one
“Dad! What are you even saying?” se vores ege fasting Scx doesn’t like Oiva Hes mine I’m the one who’s going to be with him
She posted sweetly, and Richard laughed it off, raising his hands in mock surender Fight, right Our Emilly is the one Captain Rivers cares about?
He softened his tone. “Then don’t just stand there, aneetheart. He’s probably skipped lunch again. Take him something before someone else does”
He gave her a gentle nudge, while his wife packed to a lunchbox with leftovers from their extravagant dinner. As she handed it to Emily, her voice dropped to a soft, knowing murmur
“Here, darling, you can win over Captain Rivers, we won’t have to worry about a thing. That man je gong places–he’s already more impressive than your father.”
Emily’s earlier frustration melted away. She smiled, took the lunchbox, and hurried after Jack
Back at Camp Liberty, Jack sat alone in his room, racking his brain for someone who could help him pull strings. Someone with enough clout to get Olivia back
A sharp knock at the door made him look up–he half–hoped it was Olivia, back with that usual reluctant charm of hers, maybe with a meal in hand. But when he opened it, it was only Emily.
“Jack” she beamed, “I brought you some food. Thought you probably haven’t eaten yet.”
Se valed in, dwutting the door behind her, then se the meal on his desk. The spread was much better than anything the mess hall served, but Jack didn’t even glance at it.
“Thank you, but I’m not hungry”
He went night back to scrolling through his contact officers, commanders, higher–ups. Someone
Where had to owe him a favor
Emily’s smile faltered. She could tell he was king at Siz He sates in th
“Jack is there something about me the
Olivie was the protegerley dean fare days INFIDENT TETTONE But Emily wasn’t lacking either see what made
men instinctively want to protec
Usually, Jack would we said something to date ng But THE TOW when all he could think about was Olivie being dumped in the middle of
“You and Olivia are just different he said fly still on the sc
Emily stepped closer, placing her hand gently on ni
“If that’s true, then why are you always thinking about her? Do you do you like te, b
That question stopped him cold,
What was he doing? Why was he this tom up? Olive was gone wasn’t that supposed to be a good thing? Wasn’t this what he’d wanted?
His fingers froze mid–scroll. Then, with a sudden snap, he pulled his hand free
“She was under my command. Of course I’m going to look out for her. And she didn’t leave
aly.”
He fou
been looking for a senior commander he’d helped out once, who owed up. This might be his shot.
book, he stepped toward the telegraph console. But before he could start enly threw her arms around his waist from behind.
es back, I’ll be the one sent to Lakewood,” she whispered tearfully. “You’d really let me ed to marry some country brute, Jack?”
ler soft figure pressed close, her voice shaking. Jack hesitated for a beat–then made up his
mind.
Til figure something out. Neither of you are going,” he said, voice steady, “I’ll make sure of it.”
He reached for the telegraph again.
But before he could press a key, Emily leaned in and kissed him.
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