Jack's POV
I stared at the invitation card in my hand like it was a snake ready to attack me. I rubbed at my temples to ward off an incoming headache as I wondered how I was going to do what I needed to do.
Taylor walked in to place some files on my desk and frowned at the sight of me still hunched over my desk, digging holes into the invitation card with my stare as I had been when he left my office an hour ago.
"Still staring at that?" He asked as he walked in, his tone light with amusement and snapping my attention.
I scowled as I raised my head to look at him and let out a sigh as I dropped the invitation card in an open drawer, where I should have dropped it seconds after I saw it again earlier this morning.
"If I didn't know better, I would have thought you suddenly discovered you had magical powers and were trying to see if you could light fire on the paper."
"Don't tease me," I shook my head with a sigh.
