Jack growled, “I can remedy that.”
Monty laughed. Laughed.Emmett turned in amazement; he’d never met anyone with the guts to stand up to Jack. Just how well did these two men know each other? And why had Jack never mentioned the guy before? I’d thought we were close.He watched the shadows flicker across Jack’s face. Partners, friends even. So who’s this?
From across the fire, Monty’s gaze pierced Emmett like a lepidopterist’s pin, holding him in place. “I was just going to lurk in the shadows and see how things played until you routed me out.”
God.Emmett ran a hand through his windswept hair. He’d been about to ask Jack if they could bunk together. Their closeness by the fire, Jack’s arm in Emmett’s lap…had Monty been watching even then?