Scott didn’t smile back. He stared at Jack. “Are you certain?” he growled. “Ethan loves you more than you know, and this is tearing him apart. If you’re not absolutely certain, dead sure, about this, it will break him. He’s like a brother to me. I don’t want to see him like this again.” “I’m one hundred percent certain. It’s him. Forever.” “When he gets back,” Scott growled. “Don’t fuck this up, Mr. President.”
