5 — LimitJack was the first to break the embrace; like Gabe, he was looking down as he stood, not at Jen and unclothed Brigid on the bed.
Is he hard? Jen found herself wondering, and felt herself starting to blush at the thought. Silly…
“So,” he said, using the brisk, cheerful voice he often took with his marshals and the kids, “Brigid: would you like to stay with us, or here?”
“Here, please,” Brigid answered, her head still tucked against Jen’s shoulder. “I… don’t think I’m ready to leave yet. To see how things have changed.”
Now Jack looked up, a frown of compassion on his face. “Right. So, I’ll bring back some food — and what else, Jen?”
“Food?” asked Brigid, as if she had never heard of the stuff.
“Yes,” Jen answered, stroking her friend’s morning-wild hair. “We cleared out the p
