Clair(e)voyance

notevenjokingfic:

4.6

“I’ll thank ye to take yer hands off my wife.”

Jamie stayed as calm as he could be considering the scene before him.  His palms started to tingle.  His mind calculated.  Exits.  Attacks.  Extractions.

“Your wife?”  Randall jerked Claire’s hair again. “You’ve remarried?  Already?”

“No!” she said quickly, looking at Jamie.  Begging him with her eyes to be careful. “Engaged.  Not married…not yet.  And only…only recently engaged,” she stuttered.

Jamie’s eyes shifted from Claire, to Randall, to the knife, then back to Claire.

He missed nothing.

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