The bite of cold metal around your wrists was the first thing you felt. Your head throbbed as you opened your eyes to find Jack sitting across from you, legs crossed, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips.

“Hey there, sunshine,” he drawled, voice low and smooth. “Miss me?”

Jack’s smirk widened as he stood and strolled toward you, crouching down to eye level.

“What, you really thought you could just walk away?” His hand brushed over your jaw, tilting your chin up. His gaze darkened, the smirk fading slightly. “You make me soft. I hate that.” His thumb traced your skin, lingering just a little too long.

“So… figured the easiest solution is to keep you close.” His smile returned, sharp and dangerous. “Problem solved.”