Jace was different from every guy Lilly had ever known. David, her dad, Lucas... none of them ever set foot in the kitchen. They always had housekeepers for that. But Jace actually cooked.
And he seemed good at it too. Before long, the whole place was filled with the mouthwatering smell of ribs.
Funny how things worked out. Lilly and Victoria both loved ribs. It was actually Lilly’s favorite dish in the world.
Jace brought the ribs to the table, perfectly cooked and glistening, and added a plate of stir-fried squash. Lilly hadn’t even been hungry before, but now she couldn’t help noticing her stomach growling.
Suddenly, a cold voice cut through the air above her. “You’re not leaving?”
Wait, what?
Lilly’s head snapped up, her wide, innocent eyes locking with Jace’s.
She hadn’t even noticed when he walked over. He was looking down at her, completely unbothered, almost distant.
Flustered, Lilly stammered, “Oh, Ma’am, Victoria, my dad just called me. I have to head home.”
Tiffany and Victoria couldn’t really argue with that. “Alright, sweetheart. Come by again soon.”
“Okay, see you!” Lilly gave a quick wave and stepped outside.
She retraced her path through the muddy alley, carefully lifting her skirt to keep it out of the dirt.
That’s when a big man staggered toward her, reeking of alcohol.
His eyes lit up the second he saw her. “Hey there, pretty girl. Come have a drink with me.”
Just thinking about last night’s Rainy Devil incident made Lilly’s skin crawl, and now she was running into another drunk. Without a second thought, she turned and bolted.
“Stop!” the man shouted, chasing after her. “I’m gonna get you!”
Lilly heard Jace give a soft, almost careless reply. “Yeah.”
He actually called her his girlfriend.
Lilly stared up at him, shocked.
Jace didn’t look back at her. His eyes stayed on the drunk. All she could see from where she stood was his strong jaw and the serious set of his lips.
The man started laughing. “Sorry, man, didn’t recognize her. Good for you, Jace. College is the right time for a girlfriend.”
Jace just stared at him, silent and cold.
The man took the hint. “Alright, I’ll get going.”
He turned and walked away. As he left, he spat on the ground and muttered under his breath, “Little bastard, acting like he’s so tough.”

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