“So, you really knew about Jacob’s father this entire time?” Jack asked.
“Not the entire time,” Miranda said. “But when I found out, I owed him that much.”
“Fair enough, I guess,” Jack said.
Jack jumped on Miranda’s bed and put her arms behind her head. “Holy shit, the cheerleader needs a night light?” Jack asked as she reached for a plug in the wall.
“That’s not a…”
“Oh!” Jack smirked as she held up a phallic glowing rubber dildo. “I get it. It’s not a night light. You get yourself off before bed time?”
Miranda blushed. “I’m crammed on space ships half the time. Don’t tell me you don’t have a sex toy, Jack.”
Jack smirked. “Why bother with a sex toy when I’ve got the real thing.”
“It’s none of your business anyways,” Miranda said crossing her arms.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to embarrass you, cheerleader,” Jack said waving the dildo in her face. “Although… I’m surprised at you. I thought for sure you’d be more… into the female genitalia.”
Miranda raised an eyebrow. “You don’t know what I’m into. And what about you?”
“If it breathes, I’ve probably slept with it,” Jack said. “Why so curious?”
“You’re the one who brought it up,” Miranda said. “What do you really want, Jack? Is this just some game to you?”
“Everything is a game, cheerleader,” Jack said. “And watching you squirm is a fun game.”
Miranda rolled her eyes. “I have work to attend to. Get out.”
“Whatever you say,” Jack said. “But one of these days, things will change.”
