"Why did you leave yesterday, without even
telling me where you were going?" Jaina said, raising her voice as she closed
the door to her bedroom that had previously been cracked open. The argument had
been escalating over the past few minutes and the two had gone from kissing and
hugging to staring coldly at each other.
"Didn't you get my message?" Jag asked, raising his voice to match hers.
"What message?" Jaina cried, gesturing wildly.
"The one I sent you over the comm. Please don't tell me you didn't receive it!"
Jag cried in exasperation, gripping the edge of the mattress on which he sat.
"Oh, that," Jaina said, immediately subdued. "I heard it go off but I didn't
stay up to answer it. I think Brodey must have."
"No wonder you didn't get my message," Jag scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Narundi
would never want you to know I still cared about you. No doubt he erased the
message right after he saw it."
"Stop blaming him for everything!" Jaina retorted. "I was barely up for two
minutes before you got back. We were talking about other things, like what I did
last night, and there really wasn't any time for him to tell me about the
message. Besides, he's NOT trying to steal me away from you!"
"What proof do you have? Do you remember enough about last night to give me an
accurate description of his emotions when you kissed him?"
"I remember that he pushed me away, insisting that it was wrong because I was
with you," Jaina said evenly.
"Oh," Muttered Jag as he looked down at his feet.
"Look, what you and I have is special, and he realizes that. If I was physically
capable of breaking up the fight earlier, I would have. Promise me you'll try to
be nicer to him in the future," Jaina whispered, sitting next to Jag on the bed
and taking his face in her hands.
"Ok, I promise," Jag said with a small smile. "Since when did you start sticking
up for Brodey?"
"Since he helped me through last night," Jaina answered back. "He told me not to
get so upset, since you were coming back."
"Well, he was right," Jag said, grinning as he craned his neck to gently kiss
her lips. "I would never abandon you. I'd find some way to come back."
"You would, even if your orders sent you elsewhere?" Jaina questioned.
"You bet."
"Kyp and your uncle are a bad influence on you, Fel," Jaina commented, shaking
her head and clucking her tongue. "They're turning you into quite the rogue."
"I don't think they can take all the credit for that," Jag murmured, trailing
kisses down her neck.
"Oh," She simply responded, closing her eyes as she succumbed to his touch.
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