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“She’s a great Angel. I think she’ll make a wonderful

Guardian.”

“But will she be wearing your Divine Ring one day?”

Jacks glanced at Darcy. She was glaring at him, stern

and expectant. Tara’s eyes narrowed.

“Well, I have to get it first. Then we’ll see,” he said

finally.

“So it’s still a mystery!” Tara shrieked into the camera.

“Jackson and Vivian, are they secretly back together?!”

Jacks looked back at Darcy again. Her expression had

transformed into relieved approval. She gave Jacks a

thumbs-up. He felt that pang again, just for a moment. As

though he wasn’t even here.

Darcy led Jacks toward the throng of Angels sipping

drinks, talking, and laughing in the lobby. He recognized a

few of the other Angels who were going to be commissioned

this week, like Milo Trinity and the Churchson twins. They’d

been a class ahead of him until this year, so he didn’t know

them all that well, but it seemed they had shown up at his

party despite the fact that the attention around Jacks had

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basically taken over their own Commissionings. Jackson

had just pulled out his phone to text Mitch when he saw

Vivian eagerly waving to him across the room.

“Good job,” Darcy said while pounding the keys on

her phone. “I’ll leave you here. Go have fun, okay?”

“I will,” he lied.

Jacks sighed as he watched Vivian walk toward him.

• • •

They entered the lobby together and Vivian took hold of

Jacks’s arm. Despite his attempts to disengage, she made

herself inseparable from him, and they worked the party together.

They chatted with the Archangels. They posed for

pictures. It looked like they had never broken up. Finally

they walked out to the patio to get some air.

“I just wanted to tell you I’m glad we took this break,”

Vivian said as she led him to a quiet corner.

“Great, Viv,” Jacks said. “Me too.” Maybe he had worried

unnecessarily. Maybe she was starting to move on after

all. Had she started to understand how he felt about the

whole thing?

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“You’re young still,” he said encouragingly. “You

should, you know, see what else is out there.”

Vivian stepped in front of him and put a hand on his

chest, stopping him. Her flawless brow knitted together.

“I know what’s going on, Jacks.”

Jacks paused. “What do you mean?”

“I know this whole breakup thing is just for the press,

a little publicity stunt before Commissioning, right? I get it.”

Jacks blinked. He could feel the shock on his face.

“Vivian, I told you I needed time to focus before my

Commissioning, and that’s the truth,” he said.

“Jacks, I get it. ” She smiled coyly. “I’ll play along,

even though, seriously, like you need any more publicity!

With your wings and early Commissioning, you’re going to

be the biggest Guardian ever. I just want to hear you say

we’re getting back together after you get your Divine Ring.”

He said nothing, too startled to be diplomatic. Vivian

took a step forward and moved her body against his. “We’ll

surprise everyone. They’ll discover our secret romance on

some beach somewhere. Do you have any idea how much

press that will get? The media will eat it up. And it will

totally help sales for my fashion line.”

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“Vivian,” Jacks began, but she put a finger against his

lips. Her emerald eyes had becoming piercing and seductive.

“You’re Jackson Godspeed. I’m Vivian Holycross,” she

said. “It’s just... right. Right?”

Jacks’s gaze drifted desperately to a restroom sign

with an arrow hanging on the wall. “Viv?” Jacks said. “Will

you excuse me? I’m just going to use the restroom.”

“Okay,” she said, her eyes dancing, “But don’t be too

long.”

He turned quickly and left. Her coy smile was still in

place, but she watched him go, dissatisfied.

Jacks made his way down the narrow hallway that led

to the bathroom. But he passed the door labeled Gentlemen

and went instead through a back door leading to the parking

lot. One of the valets was standing by the Dumpsters,

smoking.

“Hey man,” Jacks whispered. The valet’s eyes grew

wide when he saw Jacks. “Would you mind pulling my car

around?” He held out his valet ticket and a hundred-dollar

bill. “And would you mind being discreet about it?”

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