~Andrea
The door swung open with a bang, and Mason, Jace's best friend stood there, staring at the two of us.
Jace jumped off the bed instantly and stood by the window. I scrambled to sit up, my face flushed a deep crimson. My heart was practically hammering against my ribs.
"What is happening here?" Mason asked with excitement in his voice. His eyes narrowed as they flicked from my messy hair to Jace’s heavy breathing.
"Nothing!" we both shouted at the exact same time.
He stepped further into the room, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Didn't look like nothing," Mason said. "Looked like Jace was about to eat you alive, Drea. And you didn't exactly look like you were fighting him off."
Jace cleared his throat, his jaw tight. "I was just... chewing her out for leaving the hair dry
