I bet the little slut is probably a fucking prostitute." She turned towards him, "You better not be checking out that whore!"She caught him off guard,..."Umm no honey, I was just..."She crossed her arms, "Typical male." She stomped off with him following about three steps behind her, pushing their cart.I knew what I needed to do. I picked out the hamburger, and chicken breast. Now I was going after that sausage. I shadowed them, exchanging occasional glances with him, being sure to make eye. The idea that someone who could give him orders was tied to the Voguel was a scary proposition. In his position, I would begin to question everything that had been happening. Still, I was not him and I have seen enough blind loyalty to not hold my breath for a change of heart.I needed to nip this in the bud, but first, we needed to regroup and go over what we had found. There was only so much that could be shared over the bond and there are times where talking can convey more information, as. Jake scanned the room, his eyes adjusting to the light. He found his clothes on the kitchen table, on top was a note, "you're dismissed" it read simply. Jake dressed himself, scrawling "thanks" on the back side of the note and drove home. Falling asleep seconds after his head touched the pillow. The next three weeks flew by. Alexis had demanded more money to go shopping with, now they were even. Jake and Katie hadn't had a lot of time to spend together, both being extremely busy with schoolwork. I was at once both shocked and pleased by her distress and felt like the tables had inexplicably turned. When she held out her hand to give me the change, I decided to try something, praying she wouldn’t revert to her usual self and likely give me a kick to the balls: I lightly stroked her hand with my thumb, trying to act discreet but failing pretty miserably. She didn’t appear to care and even seemed to be enjoying it. Not completely believing what was happening, I just continued the motion.