CHAPTER 15

TESSIE'S POV

I couldn't believe I had just said that to him. I was the one running all the time yet managed to be mad at him and jealous just because of the thought of seeing him talking to someone else. Was I always this possessive person even over something that wasn't mine? Probably, because now this was the second time I had expressed myself like that. Was this even healthy?

Jace stared at me with a smirk pasted on his face. He was enjoying this. He patted the space next to him on the bed without saying anything. I eyed the spot and then him questioningly.

"Come on. You are not afraid of me, are you?"

Was I? No. I couldn't be. I was afraid of myself was more accurate and also afraid of what was going to happen if I sat down next to him. His eyes were filled with longing and the smirk wasn't even a tiny bit annoying. If anything, I found it sexy. I couldn't tell him that now, could I?

Jace scooted closer to the edge I was standing in. My eyes followed his movement, shif