Ariana's POV
I stood in the doorway long after Jace's footsteps faded down the hall, my heart still not fully settled from what almost happened, from the ghost of his hand still warm against my neck.
Becca's laughter had barely faded before my phone buzzed. Jace.
Jace: That was mortifying. 10/10 would almost kiss you again though.
I pressed my hand over my mouth, laughing despite the lingering flush still sitting in my cheeks.
Me: Becca is never going to let either of us live that down.
Jace: Worth it.
Me: Was it though?
Jace: Ask me tomorrow. Coffee? Same place, before your first class?
I stared at the message for a second, something warm settling low in my chest at how easily he asked, no performance behind it, no reason beyond just wanting to see me again.
Me: Yeah. I'd like t
