HE DISAPPEARED after what happened in the room, and it took Kimberly hours to see him again. There, sitting on the sand with his back on her.
The wind was chilly as it hit her skin. But then her attention wasn't on it. It wasn't on her hair getting disheveled as he strolled to him too, afraid that the mildest wrong move might ruin the fragile peace between them.
"Jace?" she called lowly. Inhaling after before wrapping her arms around her. Beach nights were chilly, and Jace's silence after what happened just made it worse. "Jace, can we--"
"No, I don't want to talk," he cut her off, lifting the can of beer from the sand without looking at her. He puffed the cigar on his other hand and then blew it, not even caring to greet her. "Go back to the house
