"Here.." Jenny muttered as she placed a coffee filled mug on the table before sitting right opposite me.

Hector was outside, standing guard like I was meeting with drug dealers. He's taking his job far too seriously.

"Who's that young man standing outside?" Jenny finally asked after staring at him for the umpteenth time.

I took a small sip of the coffee she served before;

"He's the guard Marcus assigned to me." I answered.

Her lips quirked up into a teasing smile; "I see." She whispered but I know there are other things in her head.

"Whatever." I didn't really care about what she was thinking about. As long as...