Ferocious by Paula Stokes

Author:Paula Stokes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

CHAPTER 26

Someone knocks gently on the door to my room.

“Come in,” I say.

Jesse peeks his head in through a crack. “I thought I heard you talking in here.”

“You did,” I say. “I did a phone session with Dr. Abrams.”

“Oh. Cool.” He slips into the room and shuts the door behind him. “How’d that go?”

I don’t answer for a second. I just study Jesse, from his rumpled hair and scarred face to his NFL T-shirt and pajama pants, to his bare feet. He is so comfortable in his own skin, comfortable sharing himself with me. Dr. Abrams was right when she said most men wouldn’t be so open.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He takes a step back toward the door.

“I’m just glad you’re here,” I say softly.

“Me too.” His cheeks redden slightly. “Do you want me to try to make breakfast again?”

I shake my head. “How about I try this time?”

“Okay.” When I make no move to crawl out from my covers, he points over his shoulder at the door. “I’m just going to go so you can get dressed or whatever.”

“Thanks.”

Jesse disappears into the hallway and I slide out of my blanket cocoon. I toss the cover back onto the bed and change into a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. I pull my hair back into a ponytail.

Jesse is taking a shower, so I brush my teeth in the kitchen sink and splash a little water on my face.

“What did you do to him?” Baz asks from the living room.

“Nothing, why?”

Baz hops up from the sofa and goes to stand by the bathroom door. He motions for me to join him. “Because he’s singing. That’s why.”

I press my ear close to the painted wood. Sure enough, I can hear Jesse’s voice over the patter of the water. What’s even funnier is the fact that he seems to be singing one of the recent K-pop hits. He must have heard it on TV.

“Sounds like he’s ready for noraebang,” I tell Baz. Noraebang is the Korean version of karaoke.

“I used to be quite the noraebanger myself,” Baz says.

“You are just a constant string of surprises, Sebastian Faber.”

Baz grins. “You’ve got to keep your audience guessing.”

“Any news on Jun?”

“Sorry. Nothing yet,” Baz says. “But I’ve put out a lot of feelers with my contacts in the area.”

“I appreciate it. What about those names on that paper we found in Kyung’s pocket?”

“I passed them along to a friend so he could run a deeper search,” Baz says. “I Googled them myself and I think one might be the leader of a rebel group in Myanmar, but I’m not sure about the others.”

“Myanmar. That’s odd.”

“It could just be a list of contacts for something else business related.” Baz rubs at his beard. He hasn’t shaved since we got here and it’s getting quite thick.

Turning back to the kitchen, I look for the rice pot and realize it’s still in the sink with Jesse’s gluey burned rice stuck to the bottom. “I was going to make breakfast,” I say.

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