“Oh, you’re making that up, Juniper,” I sigh, flicking through the magazine myself now with a happy sigh. “My baby Mark doesn’t have a porn collection – he’s just a little baby. Plus, porn is all on computers these days anyway.”
June shrugs. “He likes it vintage.”
“Are you okay with this?” I ask Jacks, peering up at him as he stares down at the cover of the magazine, I think still a little baffled by it. His blush has faded now and honestly he looks a little pale.
Jackson takes a moment and then looks over at me. “I don’t know, should I be upset?”
I slowly shake my head. “I wouldn’t be, if I were you,” I say quietly. “I mean – we’re in the public eye, tabloids run stuff like this all the time. If you keep hanging out around us it’s bound to happen.”
Jackson nods slowly, considering it
