Jake caught sight of Arrick watching him from the corner of his eye, an obvious smirk and that annoying goddamn phone app game he loved to play blaring away in the corner. He wanted to throw something at his head for the way he was looking highly amused at his expense. No one knew Jake as he did, and he could tell something was off.

Lap it up, princess, it’s not often I get knocked off my game, and you’re never going to get a repeat.

Jake walked to the minibar and found ...