Does she know who he is to me?
And, oh my god, has Luca shown up? Did he even finish the Examination? Does he even know that I’m here, that I was hurt? I glance anxiously towards the door.
“All right, young man,” my mom says, sterner than she usually is, leaning forward to deliver a little rap to Jackson’s arm. “You’ve verified that she’s alive and well – now hands off my daughter at least until we’ve been properly introduced.”
Jackson blushes terribly and goes rigid before letting me go, sitting up straight. I grin at him because, I mean, I know that mom is teasing him – but knowing how Jackson is around women?
And especially a Queen?
Oh, my poor baby mate.
“Well?” mom says, sitting up imperiously and holding out a hand to him, palm down with her fingers delicately pressed together. “Will you not kiss my hand and perform the proper obeisances to your Queen, Cadet?”
Jackson just stares at her hand, wide-eyed, having absolutely no idea what to do and in a complete panic about it. I let it all happen for about two seconds, glancing between them and taking in Jackson’s slack jaw, the twitch at the edges of my mom’s lips, before I burst out laughing and smack her hand away.
“Mom, leave him alone!” I order, and she grins, dropping her hand. “You’re scaring the crap out of him.”
Rafe laughs too, enjoying the scene as I murmur to Jackson that she’s just teasing him – that there are no Queenly obeisances due.
“Yeah well,” my mom says, crossing her arms and sighing with pleasure as she looks over me and then Rafe, her first two babies who she loves so, so much. “Your boy here scared the crap out of me, so I thought I’d return the favor.”
“He’s delicate mom,” I murmur, pressing myself warm against Jackson’s side, sensing that he needs it. “He’s –“
“Delicate!?” Rafe questions, his voice full of doubt, but I ignore him, continuing on.
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