Chapter 7

“What can I do for you?” Avery raised an eyebrow.

“Jameson. Jameson Parker.”

“Hi, Jameson. You had a question?”

“Is it true you were bonded?”

“Excuse me?” Avery’s stomach dropped, and the earlier irritation turned to outright anger. The nerve. Avery bristled. Who did this guy think he was? Walking up to a virtual stranger and asking such an intensely personal question. The kid had gone through training, so he knew how sacred the bond was, and he still had the gall to ask Avery about it? Avery clenched his fist tightly around the strap of his bag.

Jameson’s mouth dropped open, and he held up his hands. “Crap. I’m sorry. That didn’t…I mean, I wasn’t trying…” He blew out a breath and then sucked in another. “I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant to say.”

“Obviously it was.” Avery’s cold tone had the desired effect. Jameson paled further and shook his head.