I had gotten used to it...
Adam Jones's face darkened a few shades more, and the urge to tear James Churchill to pieces galloped wildly through his heart like a runaway horse.
With his thin lips slightly pursed, he spoke in a muffled voice, "You never call me as affectionately as that."
In his low voice, there was a slight whine like that of a sulking young wife.
Elly Campbell was taken aback and replied offhandedly, "Can you compare yourself to him?"
She didn't mean anything by it; she simply meant to say that she was good friends with James Churchill, whereas her relationship with Adam Jones was somewhat indefinable and complex.
But to Adam Jones, her words took on another meaning altogether.
In her heart, he was not close to her, he was even... less than a stranger.
Thinking this, Adam Jones felt a vague pain in his heart, and his eyes dimmed as he pursed his lips in silence.
