We all like a bad boy, but are they really that bad or just troubled and trapped. Jace has had a rough start and fighting is his distraction but will he be distracted by something or someone else?
Samantha is a good girl, cliche is the word but what...
I hear shuffling to my side and I start to awaken from my sleep. I feel this weight on my my stomach, it must be willow or Alex. They normally come in during the night and sleep on my side, which means I get cold during the night as their fat bums steal the duvet from me. But... I dare wake them up. "Alex, get your fat ass of me." I say with a croaky voice whilst shoving the heavy weight off me. "Who the fucks Alex?" A raspy voice is said besides me. What the? I sit up with an accelerating speed. Ouch...why does my head feel like someone is using my brain as a skate ramp? I slowly open my eyes and rub the sleet out from my eyes...ew. Jace? Oh my gosh... I'm sleeping next, a half naked Jace. Suddenly, like a tsunami, everything came rushing back towards me, the guy in the bathroom, vodka... I think I nearly just threw up in my mouth. Coming back here, the kiss! Well small peck, but still!
I slowly sit up. Oh my gosh, we didn't...did we? A chuckle is let out from Jace and he shakes with laughter. Oh shit, I did it again! "No cutie, we didn't have sex." I blush at what he says. "Come on, your really are getting shy at the word...sex." He says the last word huskily. "No...SEX!" I yell out. "See, I'm not that shy." I say as a matter of a fact.
He says nothing but leaps out of the bed and stretches. He outstretched his arms into the sky, my eyes slowly travel down to his abs and v-line... oh gosh. I really hope I'm not drooling...again. As my eyes make my way down, I notice some black ink peeking out from his boxers, a name is all I could make out, maybe an ex girlfriend? Not like I'm jealous or anything but, who is the lucky girl? Before he could see me checking him out, I play with my fingers.
He quickly disappears into his bathroom and I hear rustling and water running from the tap into a glass. A few moments go by and he comes back with a glass and some pills. "Here, have these and drink up, it will help with your head." He says. I take them from him and think to myself, these could be drugs for all I know but, I trust him. I quickly shove them into my mouth and down the glass off water happily. Gosh I need that. "Thanks." I say great-fully.
Do you want breakfast cutie?" I look up at him to see him smiling down at me, I give him a big cheeky grin and nod my head up and down. "Yes please! Can you make pancakes?" I ask.
We both make our way into his small cute little kitchen. I find a seat on one of the stools near the kitchen island.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jace starts to take out the ingredients he needs to make pancakes. I asked him if he wanted a recipe but his exact words were. "Cutie I don't need a recipe, I am the master of all pancake makers." I just put my hands up to surrender, I'm not messing with him.
He cracks two eggs and mixes up all the dry and wet ingredients to make a fluffy, white mixture. He opens his cupboards and pulls out an frying pan. He starts to make circles on the pan and I saw him place a few chocolate chips into the batter before flipping them. I smile and watch him flip them with much confidence. He celebrates every time he does it successfully. "Can I have a go?" I ask him innocently.
