Jackson stumbled into his penthouse, kicking off his shoes with relief. The weight of his friends' questions still hung heavy on his mind, but at least he'd managed to dodge the worst of their suspicions, for now.
He flopped onto the plush leather couch, sinking into its embrace. His hand fumbled for his phone and squinted at the bright screen. A message from Olivia blinked up at him.
Olivia: Hey, handsome, how are you feeling? That shoulder of yours healing up, okay?
He chewed his lip, thumbs hovering over the keyboard. The truth was, his shoulder felt perfectly fine - suspiciously so. But he couldn't exactly tell her that.
Jackson: Doing better. My shoulder's healing up nicely. Doc says I'm a quick healer.
Her reply came almost instantly.
Olivia: That's great news! I've been worri
