“Cadet Clark, keeping his damn secrets,” Jackson sighs, slipping his hands into his pockets and heading again for the stairs.
“Just for now!” I call after him, smiling.
“Damn well better be for now,” Jackson says, turning to look me sternly up and down for a moment, which just deepens my smile. “Or I’ll…I don’t know, beat you up or something.”
I grin, laughing at the threat. “Oh, come on, Jacks, at least challenge yourself. We all know you could do that with your eyes closed. The secrets are worth the wait, I promise it.”
But he just growls, low in his throat, glaring at me in a way that…
God, but my stomach flips over. Does somersaults, if I’m being honest – or more accurately hurls itself of a cliff in freefall. And then my mate smirks at me, laughing as he shakes his head and mak
