Ace sat at the edge of my bed like he was afraid to get too close. Like I might shatter if he moved wrong.

I pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as I watched him. The lamplight caught the sharp angles of his face, throwing shadows that made him look dangerous. Beautiful. Mine.

The thought hit me like a physical blow.

"Thank you," I said quietly, my voice rougher than I intended. "For today. For meeting Lena."

He turned to look at me, and those green ...