"And the last thing Avery is is a settled type," Jordan said with a shrug. Uncle Davin and Avery had worked better when it'd been flirting that wasn't going to go anywhere.

Clive needed to deal with his elephant, but Jordan wasn't exactly in position to suggest that without being a hypocrite. He still hadn't bothered to deal with the fact that he'd betrayed his mother, really, nearly a year before. He didn't know how he was supposed to, when everyone who wasn't a Bernard assured him he'd done the right thing.

His sigh was more of a soft explosion of breath and he lifted his shoulders. "Well, that's the news, anyway."