“So, why do you have to lie about your identity?” Jace asked me with his eyebrow raised at me.
We’re on the coffee shop at the moment, buying my favorite Starbuck’s drink after a tiring day of buying things and fixing problems in my room in Collegetown.
I didn’t expect Jace would come by again after pestering me early in the morning. My brows drew together as I watched him following me inside the shop.
“You came here again just to ask me that question?” I asked him disbelievingly.
He grinned at me while rubbing his chin. It must be itchy due to the stubbles on it. Despite that, he looked good still. Actually, looking good is an understatement. He’s handsome. I think he looked even more handsome when he looks rugged. There’s something in him that really draws women. And I am included
