“Avery,” the Prince said, “I hope you and your family are enjoying the ball.”“We are,” she said. “Jacob’s still being an asshole thoug.... I’m trying, Prince, really trying to make nice and play nice, but that fucker’s going to throw a punch eventually.”Frowning, Jack looked around until he spotted Jacob. He was speaking with Beatrice again, and the rest of his witches, who’d left the hunters now. Sándor wasn’t far off, but Jen had let him go, probably so she could speak with her fellow witches. "Want an Arizona iced tea man?" "Sure"They sat at the bar in his kitchen, not talking much. Scott sort of shifted in his seat a bit. "Does it hurt?" "No. Im just sore from practice." Ok."Everything seemed really awkward. Scott wasnt mad; Andrew knew Scott wanted more. He just didnt know how to offer that to him. Lately he had just been "forceful"... Scott suggested TV so they went to the living room and sat on the couch. It was soft and they both sunk in towards the center. Andrew flipped to. Besides, all Faart did was make her even more horny. She makes a decision. “If you can perform, then I don’t see why we can’t help each other out.”No you just did not... “It would be my honor, my lady,” Anfroy says.“Since you are a knight, I expect you to honor my wishes,” the witch says.“Whatever you wish, my lady.”Good one. Maybe you’re not as dumb as I thought you were.“I’m in control,” the catgirl continues. “Understand?”Wait a minute. Why would you need to be in control, unless... Penelope. ”“Fucked up, ya think? That’s the understatement of the world,” his father growled. “Jake, calm down,” the coach interrupted. “Beating him down more than he is right now isn’t going to help the situation. I’m pissed as hell too, but we need to figure out how to get Hank and the team out of this mess.”“I’m not sure what can be done. President Franklin is threatening to shut the football program down over this,” Coach told Jake. “For god’s sake, Hank, did you really do that with his.