His Suspicion

Xavier stood glowering at his friend, not quite able to wrap his mind around the other male’s bold accusation.

​ “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He snatched his arm from out of Jack’s grasp.

​ “Really?” Jack’s eyebrow twitched upward as he gestured to Ava’s hospital room, “Since when is it protocol to bring in the cavalry to cure colds?”

​ “Is that what ails her? Even though you barely looked at her?” Xavier’s voice was heavily laden with sarcasm, even as he attempted to deflect his friend’s line of questioning, “I knew you were good at what you do, Jack, but damn – you might need a raise.”

​ Jack pursed his lips slightly and slowly shook his head back and forth, completely unfazed by Xavier’s foul nature. But, of course, that was one of the reasons Xavier had bonded with the Gamma in the first place and continued to keep him around – the male was too intelligent to scare easily.

​ “We both know that what’s really keeping her in that hospital bed is something