“Hello, Tiffany. Hi, Victoria,” Lilly said, her voice gentle and warm.
Tiffany’s face lit up. “Jace, why didn’t you tell me Lilly was coming? I would’ve cooked more food.”
Jace almost said Lilly wasn’t staying for dinner, but Lilly jumped in first. “Don’t worry about it, Tiffany. I’m not picky. If it’s food, I like it.”
Tiffany grinned. “You’ll get more than enough here.”
Everyone chuckled, the mood easy and light.
“I’m gonna take a shower,” Jace said, already heading for his room.
He closed the door behind him and turned on the shower, letting the cold water run down his back. The stuff Liana had given him really packed a punch. Jace had been around the block, seen all kinds of tricks, but he was still just a guy. It was hard to shake the effects of whatever she’d slipped him.
The icy water hit his muscles, making him shiver. He closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing.
Suddenly, the door opened with a soft click. Lilly’s voice floated in. “Jace?”
He didn’t look up. “Yeah?”
“Your mom asked me to bring you some clean clothes.”
“Just leave them inside.”
Lilly stepped in, careful not to look toward the shower. A frosted glass door separated them. “Where should I put them?”
“Hang them up.”
“Okay.”
She reached up and hung the clothes, standing on her tiptoes. Through the frosted glass, Jace could see her silhouette—delicate and graceful, her long dark hair hanging loose. She looked so soft and fresh, like she belonged in a daydream.
She turned sideways to hang the clothes, her movements quick and a little awkward. There was something about her, all energy and innocence, that made Jace’s throat go tight. He sent his hand lower.
Outside, Lilly called to him again. “Jace, are you almost done? You’ve been in there forever.”

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