"Ah, now well...I lose my ring a lot. It never seems to want to stay on my hand." Then again he spent a lot of time in and out of his clothes. There could be the reason. "I prefer watches, more masculine." Not that he cared about all that, but he did like watches better. He always remember them.
Jack barked a bitter laugh. "I wish. At first it was awesome. The sex, the blood." He leaned back in the chair. "Then came the fights, the fight sex and the make up sex. Again, all great. But...there was something missing." He took another drink and leaned up again, pointing at DeWitt. "You know that feeling when you can't stand something, but you would rather die then give it up. That was the most of my relationship with John."