Jacob watched as Melinda started to read James. A little twinge of something, jealousy, he supposed, popped in his head as he watched her, saw the expression in her face. A part of him wanted to be the person giving her that look. He wanted...He shook his head. No, that wasn't what a whitelighter was supposed to think. He returned to the kitchen, going back to the scroll.<br/><br/>Maybe that would take his mind off things, he considered.He sat down at the table again, scanning. He pushed Melinda to the back of his head, wishing there was a way to get this woman from his mind. And so he started to read, this point getting into the origins of Sha'kos. Now this was interesting.