*Arealla*

“Maybe,” Jason allowed, calming down a little, a smile still on his face. “Maybe before. But he saw us together, sitting naked on the banks of a river. He thinks that we were kissing. He’ll be fed a lie that we ran off together, and he will believe it.”

My first instinct was to call him a liar. Marcus wouldn’t have just believed that I ran off with him.

But then I thought about what he was saying, really thought about it. Would Marcus ...