Paetyn’s POV
“I really shouldn’t have had that extra pizza slice.” A soft groan escapes my parted lips as I rub my stomach, regretting my recent choices.
“You said you were hungry,” Ace points out, his arm brushing mine as we wander through Central Park. His hand tightens around my fingers, as if he’s claiming me for everyone to see. “I was only doing what you asked of me.”
“I know,” I whine, tilting my head back with a pout turning down my lips. “But I wish you had told me no or dragged me past the food stand. It feels like my stomach is creating the largest food baby known to mankind.”
Ace snorts a laugh. “Pae, you’re being dramatic.”
“I don’t know that I am,” I murmur, returning my gaze forward.
Central Park has to be the most stunning place during winter. Frost and snow cover t
