The indignant anger was fading, and Peyton just looked a little lost until Jack spoke up again. She blinked up at him, brows dipping briefly before his meaning was clear. There wasn't an immediate response, but did make a soft noise that might have been agreement as he turned to leave.

Hankering for it. That was one way of putting it.


She was going to have to pay Chel a visit later.

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