“I’m glad you meant it,” I start, taking a small bite of the lasagna. To my surprise, it turned out better than I expected. “Also, I forgot to thank you for texting him. He’s left me alone since then. I’m hoping that means he got the message that I don’t want anything to do with him anymore.”
The words no sooner cross my lips than my phone vibrates on the counter next to me. Afraid I jinxed myself, I ignore it, thankful it’s facedown.
After it vibrates again, Jace points at my phone with the tines of his fork. “You should get that.”
“I’d rather not ruin dinner,” I mutter, pushing it further away.
“You never know, it might be a text you want to get.”
The devilish grin plastered on his face has me swooning in my seat until I realize what his words mean. Flipping my phone over, I’m greeted with a waiting text from Jace himself.
JACE: Sneak out the bathroom window later and meet me in the stables.
“How’d you do that?” I ask, wondering out loud how he sent me a text when I haven’t even seen his phone in his hand all night.
“I may have planned a few things before coming over here.”
“Oh, yeah?” I ask, smirking at him before reaching out and taking his free hand in mine. “What kind of things?”
“You know what you have to do if you want to find out.”
ME: One hour. I’ll be there.
I hit send and stare up into Jace’s smiling eyes wondering what he’s up to. Whatever it is, I have a feeling I’m going to like it.