Monday morning arrived before the sun, and the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the warmth of Jace beside me.
For several seconds, I stayed beneath the blankets and listened to the quiet clubhouse around us.
Nobody was shouting. No phones were ringing. No motorcycles were starting outside.
The world felt strangely peaceful.
I turned my head and watched Jace sleeping, because after everything we had survived, moments like this felt precious.
His eyes opened a few seconds later.
"Why are you staring at me?" He asked and I smiled.
"Because you're cute when you're asleep." I said.
"That's disappointing." He said and I laughed.
"Why?" I asked.
"I was hoping you'd say handsome." He said.
"You're cute." I said.
"That's worse." He said and I laughed again as I climbed ou
