Fleur
“Why can’t you come with us?” Standing outside Noah’s rental car I pleaded with Jace for what seemed like the millionth time.
He was my friend; he must know how hard this was going to be for me. Being alone with Noah, without him to act as a buffer even for a few hours was going to be torture. Sweet agonising torture.
“You know I can’t Flo, I have press releases all week.” His hands came down on my shoulders. Steadying me. Jace’s eyes were ernest as he stared down at me. “You can do this Fleur. I know you think you can’t, but you can.”
I shook my head. “I can’t. it’s like ….”
“Sweet girl.” Jace’s lips brushed the top of my hair. “He’s still your Noah, the one you loved more than anything. You can’t stand there and tell me you don’t feel the same way still.” Tilting my chin up,
