Jordan POV
Jayden just shrugs, and I kind of understand his frustration. I mean, he can’t understand mine, because the motherfucker has gotten a decent amount of sleep after all. But honestly, it seems like we are wasting our time here. It’s been damn weeks since we entered the forest for the search and yet, there is still no sign of her. Not even a footprint or a piece of clothing - nothing.
I bring my hand to my chin and tap it with one finger, just to look like I’m deep in thought. While I do, Jayden looks at me like I hold the answers to any question that might pop into his mind.
An idea pops into my mind, and I grin. “Well, if you would get these supposed gifts working, instead of fingering your asshole, we would have found her by now.” I shoot him another wink.
“Dude,” Jayden growls and suckles in a deep breath. He holds it for a moment as if he needs to gather some goddamn patience. Why don’t you go outside and gather some mushrooms instead, smarty pants? I’m about to reply wit
