SOPHIA’S POV
The next morning, I stood on the porch and watched as Jace carry our bags to the car. I had no choice but to go with him.
Or that was what I told myself.
He put the last bag in the trunk and walked up to me. “That was the last one. Let me help you.”
I ignored his stretched hand and walked down the porch myself to the car. I heard him sigh deeply behind me before he scooped me into his arms.
I gasped. “How dare you? Put me down now!”
He smirked. “As you wish.”
But he didn’t put me down until we got to the car.
I hit his chest as soon as he set me down. “You’re insane.”
He only looked amused. “You keep saying that, yet you’re still here.”
“I’m here because you’re forcing me to be.”
“Call it what you want,” he said, opening the passenger door. “But you’re still com
