Rose POV
The atmosphere between Jace and I was changing. It was not friendly any longer and it was becoming more… heated. Our usual banter was gone and was replaced with silence. We were feeling each other. It was not awkward but it was intense.
Monday dinner went well, if I could say so. Yet, again, we avoided talking about Dexter or what was happening between us.
We still had our walk that night with Baron and by then, Jace was still silent. He would randomly kiss the side of my head or my shoulder, which was making me want to jump on him.
Was it my fault he got me addicted to him?
“Jace? Can we have a talk?” I asked him when we got home.
“Sure. What is it?”
“When we get to bed,” I said. It meant we would have to sleep on the same bed. His lips curved into a small smile and the
