illustration commissioned by lovely @alteregonfiction for their story Winds of Change: Scirocco [chapter 12] 💙
Jack stood and gave him space to work his way to the edge of the bed and swing his legs over it. "Take it slowly, then, and don't faint on me. Allie might just kill me if she finds out, and then Katie will find a way to bring me back to do it all over." "I have no intention of fainting." Hodge didn't push away Jack's helping hand as he straightened, though. "Make sure your body knows," Jack suggested. "Since I don't want to be killed, I might have to eat you to get rid of the evidence if it happens." Hodge couldn't help himself. "Like you ate Graham's employer?" Jack rolled his eyes. "Seriously," he said. "Eat your father once and you'll never hear the end of it." "You what?" Hodge blurted out. Without missing a beat, Jack adjusted his hold on Hodge, shifting until most of the older man's weight rested on him. "He was an evil sorcerer. He was going to kill me. He had a knife at my throat. Graham shot him. I was hungry." "So naturally you ate him." It was supposed to be sarcastic, but Jack nodded.
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