Jeremy POV.
What a lovely dream it had been, he smiled to himself. Though it was probably his brain's last ditch effort to try and make him stop killing himself. He walked into Nicks' office. The man was exactly where he’d left him, though he had a pillow under his head and a blanket on top of him. Samantha was sitting watching him.
She stood up when Jeremy walked into the office. “If he’d lost both you and her. How’d you think that would have gone down?” she snapped right at him. Wow, she held some new authority. Now she had been ranked up to his mother, the power rolled right off of her and washed over him.
Then she tilted her head and frowned at him, heard Kevin clear his throat and turned to look at him, found him shaking his head at her, as if telling her not to. Shrugged it off.
