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“What’s so funny?” he asks, walking out of my room—completely naked—and into the kitchen.

“I have forty unread text messages.” I shake my head and lock my phone. “My friends are outrageous. I’ll deal with them all tomorrow.”

He fills two glasses of water and walks one of them over to me. “I had twenty-five from Tanner alone,” he laughs.

We head back into my bedroom and crawl under the comforter of my bed. He pulls me in tight and my back melts into him. I know we should talk about what all of this means. We both said a lot of shit while we were in the moment and while I know I meant every word, I don’t know where he stands. Hell, I don’t even know when he’s leaving again.Shit, what if he’s leaving again?I shake the thought from my head.

Without warning my stomach growls.How fucking attractive.First I vomited and now this.

“You know I was just thinking that I’m completely starving,” he says, chuckling.

“No, you weren’t.”

“Swear it.”

I snuggle deeper into his arms. “You’re just saying that so I’m not embarrassed my stomach sounds like a monster.”

“It does sound like a very cute monster, but I am hungry.” He presses a kiss to my shoulder before sitting up and grabbing his phone. He begins swiping on the screen.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, before you texted me about hanging at the bar with everyone, I had planned on asking you on a date tonight, and given it’s only ten forty-five we still have some time to make that happen.”

“A date?” My heart sinks. “You could have asked. I would have much rather gone on a date with you than embarrass myself playing ping pong and hanging out with everyone else.”

“Tonight was better than anything I could have dreamed of. If I remember correctly, you promised me we could have chocolate ice cream and fries together, and we haven’t done that yet.” He flips his phone around.

A confirmation message for two chocolate Frosties and two large fries from Wendy’s is on his screen. My face breaks into a wide grin. “You ordered my favorite snack?”

“I did. Lacey Sims, will you go on a date with me tonight, right here in your bed?”

“I’d love to go on a date with you, but only if we both stay naked,” I smirk, and he pulls me into his lap for a kiss.

“Deal.”

CHAPTER 50: GOOD BOY

JACE

The sun peeking through Lacey’s blinds wakes me up. She looks so peaceful sleeping. I pull her in tighter and press a kiss to her head. As much as I want to wake her and repeat our night, I also want to show her I’m serious and want to be with her.

I slowly climb out of bed and locate my boxers.

“Jace?” she questions, rubbing her eyes with her hands. “Where are you going?”

I walk around her bed and sit down next to her.

“Go back to sleep, pixie. I’m gonna go make us breakfast.” I run my hand down her face, smoothing her wild hair. She nestles back into the pillows and I plant another kiss to the top of her head. A sleepy smile breaks across her face and her eyes fall shut.

Once in the kitchen, I begin to inventory what the girls have. I’m not sure what they eat because the pantry and fridge are pretty much empty. It’s mostly ice cream toppings, and I laugh to myself.

On the counter sits half a loaf of bread. I manage to find two eggs, an almost empty gallon of milk, cinnamon roll-flavoredcoffee creamer, and some whipped cream. It looks like we’re having French toast.

I start the water for her tea and a pot of coffee for me. Then I whisk together the eggs and coffee creamer because the little bit of milk I found I’m going to need for Lacey’s London Fog. I turn the bread in the mixture and add it to a pan on the stovetop, flipping it when it becomes golden brown. The kettle begins to whistle, and I walk through the steps of making her favorite drink.

I pour my coffee and then plate the food, topping each slice with a dash of cinnamon. I place the can of whipped cream on the tray. I’m not sure if the food is going to taste good, but it smells delicious.

Making my way back toward her room, I push the door open with my back. She’s still asleep, and I take a moment to take her in. She’s absolutely stunning. She begins to stir a bit and sits up against her headboard. Her tits are on full display and nothing but the thin sheet is covering below her waist. My dick hardens at the sight of her, but I remind myself we have all day. This morning is about showing her what life could be like with me and maybe telling her how I feel.

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