11-30-2014, 07:54 PM
Jay grinned at her tease. "Damn french."
That bare smirk sent chills down his back. And it was a hundred degrees outside.
He leaned inward as she looked away. "I'll take that bet,"
he whispered like it was another man making the promise, but quickly diverted his attention elsewhere, innocent of having uttered a single word.
In all actuality, he wasn't watching Danjou at all until Natalie posed her question, and Jay's face slowly turned that way. Behind the rim of his aviators, his brows pinched in a frown. A question like hers was dangerous. Soldiers don't ask why. They don't question their orders and they definitely don't undermine their commanders' motivations.
Once Jay realized he'd crossed his arms, he didn't disentangle them. "You don't trust him? He saved your life."
Jay semi-shrugged. Actually, Danjou had nothing to do with the actual mission except order it. On the promise of a paycheck, true. But Jay didn't like to make those kinds of distinctions. Danjou was different. More than the typical merc commander. He had a heart. A mission.
So why was he suddenly so worried?
Edited by Jay Carpenter, Nov 30 2014, 08:05 PM.
That bare smirk sent chills down his back. And it was a hundred degrees outside.
He leaned inward as she looked away. "I'll take that bet,"
he whispered like it was another man making the promise, but quickly diverted his attention elsewhere, innocent of having uttered a single word.
In all actuality, he wasn't watching Danjou at all until Natalie posed her question, and Jay's face slowly turned that way. Behind the rim of his aviators, his brows pinched in a frown. A question like hers was dangerous. Soldiers don't ask why. They don't question their orders and they definitely don't undermine their commanders' motivations.
Once Jay realized he'd crossed his arms, he didn't disentangle them. "You don't trust him? He saved your life."
Jay semi-shrugged. Actually, Danjou had nothing to do with the actual mission except order it. On the promise of a paycheck, true. But Jay didn't like to make those kinds of distinctions. Danjou was different. More than the typical merc commander. He had a heart. A mission.
So why was he suddenly so worried?
Edited by Jay Carpenter, Nov 30 2014, 08:05 PM.
Only darkness shows you the light.