Leah
"Jace." I breathe out almost breathlessly. A sense of shock coarse through out me. Why was he here? He stood there right in front of my door looking like a Greek god who descended down from above. Why do all these guys have to look like Greek Gods?? "What are you doing here?" I finally mustered up the courage to say.
His hazel eyes just stared at me filled with intensity. Like he was studying me. Studying every inch of my face.
"Leah, who is it?" I heard Nate's voice and then his footsteps. I stilled when I felt his presence was right behind me. Fuck. For a brief moment I forgot he was here.
Jace's eyes snapped away from me to Nate in a split of a second. Coldness over took his gaze and his jaw was clenched tightly.
"What are you doing here?" Nate asked with is stare honed onto Jace. The tension in the air increase dramatically.
Jace arched a brow at the bold statement. "I could ask you the same. What are you doing here at my girlfriend's house?"
The word girlfriend sent shivers down my body.
Wait, girlfriend?
The deal, Leah.
I looked back at Nate who had his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was in defense mode.
"I'm here visiting my friend because I was concerned. Doesn't seem like you were." Nate answered.
The tension in the air rose drastically. Jace and Nate glares at each other so hard I swear lasers would have shot out of their eyes.
"Who the fu-" Before Jace could finish, I cut in.
Not today.
"Nate, I'm sorry but can you please leave? I need to talk to Jace." I was not up for another alpha male fight and not one that the whole neighborhood could see.
Nate looked at me with his dark blue eyes and gave me a small smile. "Okay, I'll text you later to check in."
I nodded as Jace scoffed.
Nate pulled me into a hug and that was pretty ballsy considering my 'boyfriend' was there. "Bye." He said as he walked passed Jace not looking in his direction.
He made it down the driveway to his car and waved before getting into his car and driving off.
I felt my shoulders relax at the sight of Nate driving away.
Jace cleared his throat and I froze. Damn.
"Yes?" I asked looking over to him.
"Is this what you were doing all day?" He asked coldly.
"Doing what?" I questioned not knowing what he meant.
"Screwing around with Rylan." He said flatly.
"Screwing around?" I asked taken back, I felt a bubble of anger rising. "Screw you, Emerson."
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Bad Intentions
Teen FictionI shook my head at him. This is his game. But that doesn't mean I can't master it. I gave him a seductive smile. "Are you scared that I might just beat you at your own game?" Jace let out a deep chuckle that sent tingles down my back. "Sweetheart, I...
