Nothing,” she slurred. “What you should be asking is… what didn’t we do?”
“What didn't we do?” Jace snapped. His voice was low and shaky. A mix of rage and disbelief. "How does that make sense?"
Luci tilted her head lazily. Dropping back to the bed and cuddling up with the pillow. She stretched like a satisfied cat. A coy smile danced on her lips as her voice remained soft, almost amused, as she let out a little laugh.
Jace’s fists clenched at his sides. His heart pounded heavily in his chest as he struggled to make sense of anything. Everything that had happened the night before made no sense.
“I’m going to ask this again,” he said slowly, trying to keep his rage locked up. “Why are you naked in my bed? Why am I—” He looked down again, the bile threatening to choke out. “Why am I nake
