"No, I get that," Kavinsky said with a broad shrug. "I get like that with my boys, sometimes. But I think that's more defense posturing on my part. Like...of course they'd wanna look at other people. Of course other people would want to look at them. And they're just so damn good for each other, like. Damn. I am shooting way out of my league here."

He laughed and smiled, turning his ring slowly. He put Jack and Poison next to each other in his minds eye and, yeah. They fit. Poison was all energy and excited gestures, and Jack was an image of calm, and they might find a balance that would work. The jealousy spiked in him brutally for a moment, and he shoved it down, just as brutally.