Jace’s fingers tightened around the bouquet, though his expression remained calm. “They’re my favourite,” he said softly, his tone almost conversational. “I don’t remember mentioning that to anyone here.”Morgan chuckled lightly, but there was something off in the sound. “Lucky guess, maybe? You seem like the type who would appreciate simple things. Wildflowers just felt right.”Jace forced a small laugh. “Hmm. Maybe.”The air between them shifted. It was subtle but sharp. Jace could feel it, the way Morgan’s gaze lingered a second too long, the quiet calculation hiding beneath his easy smile.He wanted to ask more. What were you doing at the gate? Who were you talking to? but the words stayed caught in his throat. Confrontation did not feel safe, not yet.Instead, he gestured toward the kitchen. “Mo’s making dinner. You can join us if you want.”Morgan’s lips curved. “Thank you, sir. But I’ll eat later. I still have a few things to check around the perimeter.”“Of course.”Morgan gav
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