Absently stroking his thumb over the back of Cougar's hand, Jake huffs. "And you don't?"

He shifts again so he's more on his side, facing Cougar, the two of them curled up like teenage girls at a sleepover. "I haven't had a normal life since I was a kid, Cougs. You don't get to write a life for me and write yourself out of it, okay, not without consulting me first."