Jackson strode into Rose's room without warning, her eyes flashing daggers at him as she turned from where she'd been rifling through her drawers.
"Now is not the best time" she growled and he smirked. She wouldn't make waves, not if she didn't want Spencer to hear. He wondered idly about the prisoner he'd left behind for her and wondered if she'd killed him yet. He sighed. It didn't really matter, the man was dead either way.
"Too bad" he shot out, carefully making sure her door was locked. "I need to talk to you and you've been avoiding me" he growled, crossing his arms.
Rose rolled her eyes at him. God she'd forgotten how infuriating he could be at times!
"Whatever it is, say it quickly and then get out" she hissed, "before Spencer realizes you're up here."
He smirked. "Like I
