Prepping for a trip could be exciting and exhausting at the same time.
But I was over the moon that I was going on a vacation with Jace.
By the next morning, the penthouse was already buzzing with motion. I had barely gotten out of bed when a suitcase rolled into the bedroom. It was sleek black leather with golden zippers that glimmered in the sunlight.
Jace didn't ask me to pack. He basically commanded me to do it.
"Essentials only, mia cara" he said, adjusting his cufflinks in front of the mirror. "I don't want us weighed down with too much luggage. I'll have whatever else you need bought when we land."
That was his way of saying: trust me.
I liked it. In fact, I loved it.
