~ Becca ~
I didn’t wake up confused, after Jace pleasured me.
That was the thing that scared me the most.
I woke up clear.
Jace’s place was quiet in that rich-person way. No noise. No stress. No chaos leaking through the walls. Just morning light and clean air and the steady weight of reality settling in.
I lay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, replaying last night without flinching.
I didn’t regret it.
That mattered.
Jace was already awake. I could hear him moving around, low sounds, coffee maybe. Normal. Like last night hadn’t blown a hole through the middle of everything.
When he came back into the room, he didn’t act weird. No awkwardness. No fake distance. He leaned against the doorframe and looked at me like he was checking something important.
“You okay?” he aske
