Forced To Be With Him 24/7

Chapter 34

I get out onto the cold Times Square and cover my shivering body with my coat. I start to walk towards the subway to get to Tribeca in order to go and get some pasta from my favorite cafe. Its a cheap and delicious place.

I start to walk across the street when someone grabs my wrist. I turn around, thinking its a Harry's fan about to attack me or something.

Its Jace.

"Sorry." He says immediately from the way I look at him.

"No- I'm sorry. How did you find me?" I ask with a raspy voice with confusion. I want some alone time and I didn't text or call Jace anytime sober. I don't want to deal with the awkwardness right now.

"I came to your apartment this morning to talk to you and ask how you were since the way we parted didn't sit with me. I saw you get in a car and followed you here. Had a few errands to run before I came to see you." He says with a tainted smile, waiting for my reaction.

"Is that too creepy?" He asks with a worried face when I smile.

"No." I say as he smiles back, relaxing.

"I am going to lunch, want to join?" I ask and he nods while smiling from ear to ear.

I start walking to the subway when he stops me again. I look at him with wild eyes when he points to the Rolls Royce behind him. My jaw drops to the floor as he laughs and drags me to the car.

The inside is leather camel colored and the roof is designed like a sky at night with tiny lights decorating it. I loose my breathe as he gets in and drives.

"Where do you want to go principessa?" He asks and I tell him the address to the cafe in Tribeca without thinking a guy who owns a Rolls Royce and a golden ring as big as my fist on his finger won't probably go there.

"I mean, we can go some place else." I say as I blush with embarrassment. He laughs as he turns on the radio and we drive past the Condé Nast building.

He is in there with big boobs Sophia and her long legs and long hair, bonding over 16 years of heritage and I'm the girl left outside that ignores him. I guess one dinner with a weird friend won't hurt. What could go wrong?

"Where have you been?" asks Jace when the waiter brings our order. I ordered five ways Ravioli and he got Pesto sauce Penne.

"I went to Barbados after him." I admit and his eyes go wide. He stuffs his mouth with pasta and I change the topic.

"I guess bringing and Italian to a pasta bar wasn't the right choice." I admit and he laughs.

"This is good." He grins as he steals some of mine.

"Stop." I say and take some of his. He swats my hand and eats the pasta on my fork.

"Jace!" I protest so he grabs my fork and loads it with his pasta and hands it to me. I eat it in one bite, staring into his eyes.

"I'm sorry I didn't respond to your-" I start when he silences me by putting a hand on mine.

"You were vulnerable and your heart was caught up in someone else. No need to apologize. I'm happy your heart is clear now. I can see it in your eyes." He says and I smile. I then lean in and grab some more of his pasta.

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He insists on driving me back. I tell him no but he says he will handcuff me to the car so for the sake of those very expensive arm rests I oblige without one.

"I'll see you around Jace." I say when we get to the building.

"Oh I'm coming." He says and I can't find a way to gently decline him.