“If you don’t mind my asking,” Jewel said, as I executed a particularly well-planned move that took one of my marbles nearly all the way across the board, “how does Damon feel about the baby? Is he okay with it?”
“It doesn’t really concern him one way or the other,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant, “since he intends to breach as soon as it’s practical.”
Jewel and g*****a glanced at each other.
“It’s a funny thing,” g*****a said. “I’ve seen Shadows who couldn’t get up the gumption to leave Lumii who beat them unconscious every night, and you don’t seem that bad. It’s a rare Shadow who could leave you.”
“Thanks,” I said wryly, “but Damon’s rare enough. If there’s one thing he doesn’t seem to lack, it’s gumption.”
“How does your boyfriend feel about all this? About Damon, I mean,” Jew
