Chapter Fourteen
Dinner was…well, dinner was wonderful. It might have only been left-over sausage and sauce out of a jar, leavened a little by some zucchini from the greenhouse that I steamed to go along with the pasta, but I might as well have been eating at a five-star restaurant for as exhilarated as I felt. Jace had kissed me. Jace wanted me, had only been holding back because he didn’t want to pressure me or frighten me off.
Some people might have said it was inevitable, that if you put two healthy, attractive people of the same s****l orientation in the same place, sharing the same home, eventually they’d end up together. Propinquity, or whatever they called it.
I didn’t believe that for a second, though. There were plenty of guys I’d known over the years who, if they’d shown up o
