“I want you to start picking up some of the shipments with Jasper.” “What?” I say, sitting up, leaning on one elbow. “Why?” “I know you want to be involved in more than just the manufacturing side.” I scan his face in the pale moonlight leaking in through the window. “You’re just trying to make Jasper talk to me.” Adrik chuckles. “Yeah, maybe.” “It’s not gonna work. He can sit in silence for hours. I’ve timed him.” “It’s not for you,” Adrik says. “It’s for him.” “What do you mean?” “He’s lonely. Depressed.” Adrik trails his fingers lightly up and down my forearm. “You’re my yellow sun. Jasper
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