Once again, we were working on a case together. Only this time, I’d put myself there voluntarily. A tiny, irritating spark lit up in the back of my brain, and I was loath to admit I wasn’t upset about the arrangement. I chuckled humorlessly and shook my head. Jack had seriously damaged my ego if I was looking forward to Aslan’s flirty banter. I guess I wasn’t done with my self-destructive ways. So long as I could keep my head screwed on straight and remember how Aslan operated, I’d be okay. I wouldn’t let him pull me under his spell a second time.
