I moved through the clinic, pulling off my gloves and protective bib, stuffing them into the hazard bin and turning.
A small squeak left me as I slammed into Jace's deliciously but achingly solid chest.
"Ouch," I mumbled as his arms banded around my waist, hugging me close and chuckling amused.
"Do I need to kiss it better?" He asked in a small coo, looking down at me when I looked up pouting.
"Yes," I whined softly, widening my eyes with fake sadness. "My nose hurts,"
Jace grinned, his grey eyes shining as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the tip of my nose. I smiled, giggling softly and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"How's it going, sweetie?" He asked, his nose brushing against mine in a loving nuzzle as we scented each other, our subtle movements of our hands trac
