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dynamic?” Simone faced him. “I hated her and she hated me. She let Jacques go. Now he is mine. You are such a stupid man.”
    “ Like I said, the Thai place is just down the street.” Carter pushed open the door of his loft and held it ajar. “We should go.”
    Kevin ref used to look away from Simone. “Talk about chemistry. It was snap, crackle, pop all over that bookstore.”
    “ Why are you doing this to me?” Jacques grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him into the hallway. “What the hell is wrong with you? Do you want me to kill you? Is that it?”
    “Simon e is poison,” Kevin whispered. “You know it, you’ve said it yourself.  Maybe you would be better off with—”
    “With who?”
    “Okay, you two, we’re going to a jungle in a few months. Save the survival of the fittest act for then, okay?” Carter guided Simone from the loft and slammed the door closed behind him. 
    She slipped free of Carter and wrapped her arms around Jacques. From warrior to seductress in three simple strides. “You came home to me, that is what matters, yes? You made your choice, didn't you?" She smoothed her palms across his shoulders. "I'm not jealous, why would I be? I understand. I trust you.”
    “It’s like watching a python eat its prey one gulp at a time.” Kevin stepped away from them. “I quit.”
    “Don't call for a reference.”
    “I won’t.”  Kevin yelled without looking back.
    Jacques shrugged off the tension he had been feeling since arriving back in New York. Without another word, the trio walked to the street and around the block to the Thai restaurant. 
    A couple in the corner captured his attention. Their laughter, the way they touched across the table, the look in their eyes, and the intimacy without boundaries. Food came and went without him realizing it.
    “I still don't understand why you need to go to a jungle to do a story on lost tribes. Aren’t there tribes in more civilized places?” Simone asked Carter who stared at her over his beer.
    “ It's the Amazon, Simone. We are canoeing deep up river, going places where most people never get to see...” Carter continued his passionate response but Jacques no longer heard him. 
    He leaned back in his chair and stared at the couple across the room. Mid-twenties. Idealistic. Foolish. 
    Snap, snap went the rubber band against his wrist. He tapped his booted heel against the floor.
    “ You're too quiet.” Simone squeezed his thigh. “If you're worried over Kevin, you should call him. You know he did not really quit.”
    “I know.” Maybe Simone wasn’t perfect—hell, he knew he didn’t love her and never would—but she accepted him as he was. “Do you need to pick up your things before the flight?”
    “Chloe is meeting me, she has my luggage.” She covered his hand with hers.  “You should come with me. We could stay after the shoot, have some alone time. It is the finale. I have nothing planned afterward.”
    “I have the showing next week in Boston, and have the details for Amazon trip to arrange.” Dread consumed him at the thought of returning to Boston.
    “Are you sure nothing happened that I need to know?” Alert eyes scanned his face. 
    “Nothing happened that you need to know.” He recalled how he'd ripped Jessica's tank top into pieces and fucked her on the floor. He squirmed in his seat. 
    “Good. I need to g o.” Simone kissed him lightly. “You stay. I think you and Carter need to talk.”
    Once she was gone, Carter laughed. “One minute she wants to kill us all and the next she is…almost sensitive.”
    “Almost.”
    “I think you should call her.”
    “She just left.” He smiled and looked over his shoulder to where Simone exited through the door.  “I don’t miss her yet.”
    “I’m talking about Jessica.”
    “Why? We aren’t exactly friendly.”
    “No? Kevin told me you went to her apartment last night. Today you aren’t wearing your ring.” Carter shrugged. He had been in Italy