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“Tell me about his symptoms. When did it start? Have you given him any medicine yet?” Jace sends me a look I can’t decipher. Is he freaking out about this? Could I really blame him though? This is his first real sickness with his child, and it’s definitely a learning curve.
She’s rubbing her eyes, her hair still a wild mess, and I can’t help but notice how she adds color to the room. I’ve never thought about my house lacking color, but the vibrancy she’s added to my life—not only with her colorful appearance and looks, but also with her personality—can’t be ignored anymore.
“Your clothes.” I’ve truly turned into a caveman overnight with limited vocabulary. Apparently, I do that a lot when I’m around her.
She rubs her hand up and down his back when he snuggles closer, a small smile on her lips. The two of them look so serene together, so natural and content, like they’ve been a unit their whole lives. For a moment, I feel like an intruder.
“Yes, buddy. I’m your dad. Can you say that? Daddy?” Tanner nods and grins, but doesn’t say anything. Instead, he gives me a puckered kiss. The contact barely registers, but shit, the meaning of it is strong enough to almost knock me off my feet.
Why on earth am I suddenly thinking about lotions? Maybe because you want to rub yourself all over him? Bad, bad, bad.
“I heard you yell. What happened?” Neither one of us says a word as we stare at each other, the situation slowly sinking in. Then, Jace’s gaze flickers down my body in a slow perusal. Because shit . . . glass door.
It’s like the glimmering rays knew to not even try and outshine her.
“Well, maybe you can tell me more about that during our family dinner date. I’ll ask my mom to babysit Sunday.” Jace takes the baby monitor and stands up before I can get in a word. “I’m glad that’s settled. I’ll get Tanner.”
his giggles filling the room. It’s music to my ears and not like anything I ever expected it to feel like. The deep satisfaction that comes from seeing him happy makes me feel weightless and . . . content. It’s incomparable to anything else I’ve ever experienced. It’s almost like there was a place in my heart that was untouched until he entered my life, a spot that was reserved for him alone.
“I did. Couldn’t miss this fun hangout today. Especially on such a beautiful day.” “Very beautiful.” His gaze is intense as we have a mini-staredown. I suddenly feel like we’re playing a game I don’t know the rules of.
This is, without a doubt, the moment I become infatuated with Jace Atwood. I’m ready to have all his babies, the whole shebang, and I can’t even put into words why.
Focusing on the fact he didn’t call me Emilia for the first time but Em. Followed by ladybug.
“Let me get you out of here.” Not let’s get out of here, but let me get you out of here. Like none of what they did to him mattered, like he’s doing this for me.
I was wrong before. I did not become infatuated with Jace tonight. I jumped off that cliff a while ago, and I’m still falling.
From the looks of it, this man is in my corner. He chose to be in my corner. And I’m not sure how to handle that. Because, and this is even more horrible, it’s the first time I know what that’s like.
One look at her, one look at that gorgeous face, and that sexy ass swaying like leaves in the wind, makes one thing blatantly clear. I want her. I want Em with my whole being.
could get used to this.” His nose runs up and down my neck. “You smell so good. Like lavender and sunshine.”
bends down with his mouth close to my ear. “Don’t think we’re done yet, sweet Em. We’ve only just gotten started.”
Sometimes, all it takes is one mistake.
She might be a little odd and crazy, but I’ve come to like her odd and crazy. A lot. I’ve been craving her so badly that I have to look at her when she’s in the same room as me. She’s like a rare natural phenomenon—impossible to ignore, absolutely breathtaking, and one of a kind.
Fucking chase that dream like the devil’s right on your heels because you deserve it. You deserve the world.”
Jace is all I see. Jace is all I hear. Jace is all I taste. His handsome face, his sweet words, his lips.
It’s all-consuming, addictive. And he tastes like absolute perfection.
And about my mom, I don’t mind if she knows about us. Do you?” That gets my attention. “Us?” “Yes, Em. Us. You and me.” He tilts his head to the side, studying me. “If it hasn’t been obvious, I like you, and I’d like to see where this is going. Unless that’s not what you want.”
I need another taste of her. Now. Tomorrow. For as long as I can.
Ever the optimist, he called every competition a new chance, and we started calling it fresh meet as a joke.
I want to be there for him, I want to help him in whatever way I can. But none of this matters if he shuts me out. And I’m not sure what that means for us.
Wanting to feel her. Needing to feel her. I’m finally home
there’s never anything good coming from looking at past failures. All it does is imprison you, hold you back, and give you a late start into the future.” He chuckles softly. “That man says the most random things sometimes.”
“I’d move the earth if it meant I could take it back.”
“I love you.” Her whispered words go straight into the deepest vault of my memory to keep it safe. And into my soul. And my heart. “What was that?” We both know I heard her, but I need to hear those three words again.
“I love you.” Her gaze doesn’t waver from mine. It’s strong and steady, like her voice. “So very much. You and Tanner are my world.”
“Jace?” I look into her eyes. She looks wistful . . . sad. “What is it, Em?” “I’m giving you my heart. Please . . .” Oh, my beautiful girl. The trust she’s placing in my hands. I don’t deserve her.
