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He laughs.
“What?” I ask.
He chuckles as he puts the phone down and returns to me, taking me in his arms.
“I messaged the guys for an update.”
“Oh God.” I turn and bury myself in his neck. “Do I even want to know?”
“It’s all good. Annie made everyone calm down and then Zeke taught them all a lesson in humbleness.”
“Humbleness?” I look up at Jack.
“I told you he can teach anyone anything.”
“So everyone’s safe?”
He chuckles.
“Everyone is safe and sound. And after teaching everyone to share their feelings with their inside voice, he taught them how to clean.”
“How to clean?” I grimace.
“Yeah, they’re all putting your apartment back to order as we speak.”
“Oh. So…so no one’s hurt?” He shakes his head. “And I didn’t get anyone killed?”
“Of course not. Everyone is fine. Bob and the other guys from SPAM. Kevin. Shuga. Even the supervillains. Although we need to talk about making amends with them.”
I breathe a sigh of relief and nuzzle against Jack for a moment longer before I have to face reality again.
We drink our hot cocoa, and the next episode ofReal Housewivesplays on, but I’m not paying attention. I’m just focusing on the here and now, being with Jack and playing through the events of this evening again and what I could have done differently.
So many things, as it turns out. Starting with giving clearer instructions to Kevin and telling the truth to Jack’s friends. If Red Viper hadn’t been there, things wouldn’t have gone downhill so fast. If any of the supervillains hadn’t been there, the evening would have gone as planned. We would have been able to do a little schmoozing and a lot of interrogating.
A moment from the engagement party comes to the front of my mind, and I sit up.
Jack looks at me.
“What is it?”
I purse my lips and replay that moment in my head.
“I heard something this evening. Who…who is April?”
Jack’s eyes go wide.
“April? SPAM April?”
I nod.
“She’s a regional manager. She’s my boss. Well…everyone’s boss, really.”
“Regional, huh? That means she’s got access to more stuff than everyone, right?”
Jack cocks his head and purses his lips.
“Yeah. What are you thinking, Seojun?”
