I felt so tired. After dinner I dozed off, knocked off like a light, I had no idea when Jace came back into the room that night.
When I woke up, I finally got the chance to look around the room. There was not much difference between this and his room in New York. Only that this one had a balcony I could freely go to.
I sat up and stretched.
My eyes trailed to the bathroom door and saw him leaning against the doorframe staring at me intensely. My heart jumped.
Was he trying to give me a heart attack? Why was he watching me like a predator trying to hunt down a prey?
"What?" I asked him with a frown. I was still upset with him. I was always upset with him in fact. He never ceased to get on my nerves.
"Get ready for brunch. You're meeting my family today." He announced, standing up straight.
I could feel my nerves kick in. He was all dressed up in a suit and looked dashing in it.
"Mira,"
He paused at the door and turned to me.
"Dress to kill."
