" Now, now, ladies, you two know the rules.” Finn rose, holding up his hands like a referee. “No fights outside of a Jell-O ring.”
I twirled my be-clawed fingers in front of her face, and eventually she backed off.
“So tell me what his story is.” Finn jerked his chin in Jackson’s direction. “He’s not one of us?”
After a final threatening look at Selena, I said, “I don’t think so. I haven’t seen him do anything superhuman.”
Selena flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Because you haven’t experienced him in the right situation, honey.” Her tone dripped with innuendo.
Was this the proof that I’d been waiting for? Or another lie? Maybe they had gotten together—at least on the night we’d stayed at her place. And possibly more often.
Though I did believe Jackson was interested in me again, I didn’t know how I could get past them. Between gritted teeth, I said, “Then tell us what card he is, Selena.”
She sighed. “My Jack of Hearts.”
Claws aching, I snapped, “Wrong—deck—hooker.”
Finn groaned. “This can’t be happening! So you’re both digging that Cajun dude? Both of you? Come on, pussycats, that’s just not right! Spread the wealth. "
― Kresley Cole , Poison Princess (The Arcana Chronicles, #1)