LOGIN*Jace's POV*"You're doing the thing again," Mason said, dropping into the seat across from me at lunch."What thing?""The staring-across-the-cafeteria thing. You've been doing it for ten minutes." He followed my line of sight to the table where Ezra sat with Daniel and a couple of guys from the soccer team, laughing at something, green hair catching the light from the windows. "You know you two aren't actually dating, right?""I'm aware.""Are you, though? Because you've been climbing through his window for weeks, you broke a guy's jaw defending his honor, and as far as I can tell, neither of you has actually said the words out loud.""It's complicated.""It's not complicated. It's two people who like each other refusing to say so." Mason stole a fry off my tray, unbothered by my glare. "Meanwhile Daniel's sitting right there like he's got a real shot, because as far as the entire school knows, he does."My jaw tightened. "Daniel doesn't have a shot.""Does Ezra know that? Because f
*Ezra's POV*The wall between our backyards wasn't as tall as I remembered it being when we were kids.I stood at the base of it for a full minute, phone in my pocket, telling myself this was a mistake in at least four different ways before I finally found a foothold in the old ivy trellis and hauled myself up.I hadn't climbed this wall since I was maybe ten years old, back when the rivalry between our families was still just something our parents did on television and hadn't yet turned into something that governed every part of my life. Back then Jace and I used to meet right here, on top of this exact wall, and argue about whose side had the better tree to climb.I dropped down on the other side quieter than I expected, landing in the Rylands' backyard for the first time in seven years.His window was the second one on the left, same as always, light glowing gold behind the curtain. I found a low branch on the oak tree that grew close enough to the house and climbed it the same way
*Jace's POV*"You're not listening."I looked up from my phone. My mother stood at the head of the table, arms crossed, wearing the exact expression she used to give me in middle school when I forgot to do my homework."I'm listening.""What did I just say?""Something about the debate.""I said your father needs you at the debate watch party Thursday. Front row. Smiling. Looking like a son who respects his father's campaign instead of one who spends his evenings God knows where.""I respect the campaign.""You broke a stranger's jaw at a nightclub two months ago.""That was a one-time thing.""It was national news for four days." My father set his coffee down hard enough that it rattled the saucer. "Do you have any idea what that cost us in donor confidence? Robert had to spend an entire week doing damage control instead of prepping debate strategy.""I said I was sorry.""Sorry doesn't undo a headline, Jace."I stared down at my plate, jaw tight, because there wasn't a version of th
*Ezra's POV*I smelled the argument before I even made it to the kitchen."....nd if you let Robert write another statement without running it by me first, I swear to God, Thomas....""Mavo, it's a campaign statement, not a hostage negotiation.""With this family it might as well be the same thing."I stopped in the doorway. My sister was standing at the counter in yesterday's blazer, coffee in one hand, phone in the other, glaring at our father like he'd personally wronged her before breakfast."Morning," I said."Don't," Mavo said, without looking up. "I'm mid-argument. Sit down and eat something before Mom notices you skipped again.""I didn't skip anything.""You look like you skipped something." She finally glanced over, eyes narrowing. "You look tired, actually. Late night?"My stomach dropped straight through the floor. "No.""You sure? Because you've got this face.""What face?""The face you make when you're lying." She pointed her coffee mug at me like evidence. "You had tha
Ezra's POVI hit the mattress harder than I expected, Jace following me down, his weight pressing me into the blankets."Quiet," he breathed against my neck. "Remember?""You started this.""I know." His mouth found below my ear. "And I'll finish it too."I arched up into him. He groaned."Ezra." My name stripped of mockery. "Look at me."I did. His eyes were dark, pupils blown, smirk gone."Tell me to stop," he said. "Say the word and I'll leave."I said nothing.He kissed me deeper. His hands slid under my shirt, along my ribs, thumbs pressing into my hip bones. I gasped against his mouth."Jace....""I know." He pulled back, breath uneven. "Give me a second.""Why?""Because if I don't stop, I won't be able to stop.""What if I don't want you to?"His eyes snapped to mine. "Ezra.""I mean it.""Say it again.""I don't want you to stop."He kissed me like I'd said something sacred. His hands found my shirt, pulling it up. I raised my arms, let him strip it off. Cool air hit my chest
*Ezra's POV*I was walking beside Daniel toward first period when he grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop right outside the classroom door."Wait." He tilted his head, studying my face. "Your lip. It's swollen.""What?""Right here." He tapped his own bottom lip. "Did something happen?"My stomach dropped. I hadn't even thought to check a mirror before school. "Allergies.""Allergies made your lip swell?""It happens to me sometimes.""That's not really how allergies work.""It's how mine work.""Ezra." He crossed his arms, not buying it for a second. "Name one allergy that swells your lip like that.""Pollen.""It's basically winter.""Late pollen. It's a thing. Look it up."He gave me a long, unconvinced look, the kind that said he knew exactly what he wasn't being told, but he didn't push it, because that was who Daniel was .... patient, easy, never forcing a door I wasn't ready to open.That was when Jace walked up behind us, hands in his pockets, moving slow like he had nowhere





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