“Stop making fun of me,” I say, pushing Reed’s arm off, only to have him put it back. Grinning, Jace closes the distance between the three of us, getting too close for good manners as he plucks the shirt right below Reed’s arm. Instinctually, I lean back into Reed, staring up at Jace as he speaks. “You look cute in Alec’s shirt. You should wake him up so he can see.”
