Chapter 0531

Twenty minutes later, when we're fully ensconced in the dreamscape and sitting quietly on the side of the cliff, Jackson looks at me with raised eyebrows. "Well?" I sigh, letting my exhaustion take me as I look up into Jackson's sapphire eyes. "Rafe got dumped. At least, I think he did. I mean, I'm pretty sure." Jackson just stares at me, his lips parting in his disbelief.

I bite my lip, waiting for him to process it. But he just stays...completely still. "Jacks?" I ask, my face screwing up in confusion. "Are you...okay?"

He starts a little, coming back to himself, blinking rapidly for the first time in like, an entire minute. "I mean...what? Daphne - she broke up with him? Why? Are you sure?"

I shrug. "She kind of... implied that that's what was going to happen, and considering how Rafe looked when he just came back to the room...yeah, Jacks. I'm sure."

He exhales like the air has gone completely out of him, deflated. "Wow, I...I can't believe she did that. What is she even thinking? Rafe is... Rafe is so great."

I smile a little, slipping my hand into his. "Yeah, but she...didn't love him, Jacks. She didn't feel that way about him."

He turns to me with a frown. "Well, why not?"

I grin. "Because she didn't," I say, leaning forward and shaking my head at him. "You can't control your heart, Jacks - no matter how great a person is, like Rafe."

He frowns like he doesn't believe me, or just doesn't get it.

nudge down the bond. "What

"I don't get it. Rafe is a great person. I don't see what Daphne thinks is

we each know the other has faults, but," I shrug, "we click. Obviously." Jackson frowns at me like

burst out laughing, totally confused about how he got

think realizing the idiculousness of the conversation, and then he quickly

"Ariel you're an absolute

even if you weren't my mate, I'd fall in love

I saw you

the

you mean," I say, narrowing

back a little in his arms, making my heart sing with joy as I fist my hands in his shirt needing something to hold

does that have to do with Daphne?" I ask, letting my eyes

means that..." he sighs, "I know that I'm wrong, but I can't help thinking she's a little foolish. Rafe - he's nearly as good as you,

opening my eyes and looking up at

I just...don't get

reaching up to cup his cheek in

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