Frosted (Hate at First Flight #3)

26. Catching Up & Eavesdropping

I was ten when I told Georgia that I liked Jace. It was during a sleepover at her house.

She made a face and gave me a gross look on reply before pretending to throw up.

I threw a pillow at her face seconds after. She managed to avoid it by rolling to her right before she laughed. "What do you like about him? He's ugly."

"Everything," I replied, drowning out any further reaction out of her about her brother.

You'll know, mom had said when I had asked her why she had married my father. You'll know who the right person is when you meet him, sweetheart.

Ten year old me was blissful in that one moment that it clicked to me that it was Jace. Ten year old me was thinking how lucky I was that I didn't have to wait too long to meet 'the one' as mom called it.

Ten year old me was stupid.

Delusional and living in dreamland.

So when Tom and Lisa's son said that Jacey liked me while giggling and his eyes glistening with mischief, I played along and laughed it off.

"He's really a miracle baby," I said as Lisa and I made some coffee to pair with her famous pecan pie that they had brought over.

Jace was outside on the deck with Tom and Ian working on starting the grill.

"He really is," Lisa said so softly that i felt my heart warm up. "I was so shocked and a bit worried when I found out, but it was all worth it."

"When Jace told me earlier, I was so happy. He's the spitting image of the both of you. I didn't even have to question who he was when he ran in earlier."

Lisa laughed. "That's what everyone said when they saw him." We smiled as we slipped onto our respective thoughts. She broke the silence after a couple of minutes. "How have you been?"

I smiled at Lisa. I was so happy to see her after all this time. "Good," I replied. "Busy with school and .... but good."

"It's been so long since you've been here. We thought we wouldn't see you again."

"Sorry about that.. it's just..."

"You don't have to say anything, love. Even though I don't know the full details of everything, I managed to gather the reason why you haven't..." her words hung in the air.

"Thanks," I smiled at her, grateful that she didn't make me say the words.

"So..." she leaned in conspiratorially as the smell of well brewed coffee filled the kitchen, "just curious," she cast a look towards the door that led to the deck. "You and Jace ..." she gave me a mischievous smile followed by a suggestive look."

"No! It's not like that! Definitely not like that!"

Lisa laughed at my reaction. "Your red face says otherwise."

I waved my hands back and forth at the same time, shaking my head profusely, so hard that it felt like it could fly off at the momentum.

"Okay, okay, fine. But because he called so out of the blue, we assumed that he had a girl over for..."

I shook my head as I interanlly wondered just how many girls he had over, that had Tom and Lisa drawing that conclusion. "No, that's the furthest thing from the truth."

"Then?" Lisa arched a brow as she placed the steaming cups of coffee onto a tray to take it out to the living room.

I was saved from answering her question when Ian ran into the kitchen and asked if he could have a piece of pie.