A Bear May Love a Fox

From his cold, sterile office, Jacob Nighthorse stared into his computer monitor and watched Cady lie on Henry's leather sofa for a while longer before slowly rising and making her way into his bathroom, presumably to freshen up. His jaw was aching from clenching his teeth so hard, and he was pretty certain he'd heard a crack a few minutes ago. Great. He'd probably broken a tooth.

Watching Henry and Cady before had been tactical, but in the few weeks since their affair had begun, Jacob had become somewhat admittedly obsessed with Cady Longmire. He rewound the footage and watched again as Henry fucked her from behind, rough with her in his passion, and Cady seemed to love it, judging from the obvious orgasm she'd had. Hate for Henry Standing Bear consumed him as he watched Henry kiss her, then tell her something before exiting back into the bar.

Jacob wanted her under him. She didn't necessarily have to be willing; in fact, he rather liked the idea of her staring up at him with wide, frightened eyes while he pressed her down and made her his. He rewound the video again. He knew of two men who would kill Henry Standing Bear if they saw this footage. Only one of them carried a cell phone with him.

Jacob smiled as he hit “send.”