A/N: hey guys! I would super appreciate it if you recommend my story to your friends! I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far! Please don't kill me about the renaming! I was always between two names and after writing more of the story I think Jace fits the character better! When we get to chapter 10 I have some surprise facts about me to tell you guys! Do you ship Emma Jane with anyone? Vote and comment I love hearing from you guys!
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Emma Jane's POV
I took his shirt in my hand, it was a nice gesture but his body made me blush harder than I already was. His abs are on full display and I tried hard not to look. If I look at him in this current state, how is it any better than him looking at me in mine.
I try to focus on the light shade of purple the room is. It's so lovely, it's a mixture of the color a lilac is when it blooms and the color of a beautiful butterfly's gentle wings. I dont know why but I have always felt calm in this room. Even though it is not helping me right now. How am I going to get through this without looking at him?
Sis, COME ON! He is right in front of us. We HAVE to look. If not for us, for the entire woman population. It would be an insult to woman everywhere if we didn't appreciate this gorgeous boy before us.
As much as I somewhat, kinda, sorta wanna look. I can't, my body is betraying me, my knees are shaking and my face is blushing because of how close he is to me. If I look at him directly I'm afraid I'm going to go blind.
He's not the sun you idiot!
Shut up, do you not see ourselves right now, I'm a mess. A half naked blushing mess and I'm afraid if I let him look into my eyes he'll see how nervous I am, how nervous he makes me.
"You can look at me shirtless EJ, I mean it is only fair. I'll even model for you." Jace stands up in the bathtub and starts flexing. He makes the most ridiculous poses but his muscles are insane. I can feel myself burning up. I'm probably as red as a fire truck right now. Shyly, I look away. Pull yourself together Emma Jane.
Lordddddd! Have mercy on our soul would you look at the abs on that boy. Jesus, those biceps. Girl he is one word: YUMMY.
He's so beautiful. It's like a Greek god decided to have babies with a model and he was the product of that. I look back to see he is staring back at me softly. "EJ, you don't have to be embarrassed when you are looking at me. I don't really mind it. I'm giving you permission to. Which is what we didn't get from you and that was fucked up. I'm so sorry I let it get that fucked up." He sits back down next to me. He actually sounds sincere, it could be a trap.
His shoulder is brushing up on my shoulder and every time we lightly touch each other I feel like there is an electric spark between us.
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The Bad Boy's Trophy
Romance"What's wrong doc, you don't wanna help me," Jace stated with a puppy dog face, feigning offense. "I was just trying to help you anyway," he leaned closer to me and dropped his head low so only I could hear what he was about to say, "tell me was tha...
