He came jogging down the stairs, tucking himself in as Trace raised a brow. “Did you find Gray’s photography studio and you needed... time alone with the equipment?” Gabe chuckled. “I haven’t gotten laid properly in days. The size of this place, you’d think we’d manage to find somewhere, equipment or no.” Dare grinned over, earning a ghost of a smile off Jan as he stood talking to Jack in the reception hall. Jack seemed a little more detached, but whatever Jan whispered in his ear kept bringing him back. Jan occasionally conducted his soft conspiracy with a rub to Jack’s arm, and lure him an inch closer into Jan because of it. The last time they’d been seen together, news over Martin being in the same office space as Jan had nearly torn them up, but now it looked like the worry over Kate and Martin wasn’t being allowed to come between them, despite how Jan still looked ill enough to let the slightest cough take him off his feet. Gabe had a couple of things in his hand: one a black Beanie hat, which he slipped on and complemented his black V-neck T-shirt perfectly.
