Chapter 31

Imani

“I can help, you know.”

Jackson snorted derisively. “Yes…I’ve witnessed your version of ‘help’, and I think I rather be without it.”

I pouted. “It was a mistake. I was distracted.”

“By what?” he asked, flipping a pancake.

“I was texting Mary.”

“Your friend who can cook, according to Judge Max....

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