Author's POV:

When Mia was done dressing, she walked downstairs to the living room where she had a light breakfast.

“Where's Jackson?” She asked when she hadn't seen him and she was almost done with breakfast.

“He had to leave. There was an emergency at one of the clubs. He told us to tell you to have a great day. He'd call you.” Jace explained, buttering up a piece of toast with marmalade.

Mia nodded. “It would have been nice to say goodbye to him. And thanks for last ...