INICIAR SESIÓNJace:The drive out of Eastside felt longer than it really was. Mostly because every bump in the road reminded me just how hard I'd been hit. I shifted in Bubblegum's passenger seat. Bad idea. A sharp pain shot through my ribs. "Easy," Calla said without taking her eyes off the road."I am.""You just made a face.""I didn't.""You absolutely did."I looked out the window. "...Maybe a little."She smiled to herself. "Thought so." The roads slowly gave way from polished Eastside streets to the cracked pavement surrounding the industrial port. Tower cranes stretched into the evening sky. Cargo ships sat docked in the distance. The smell of diesel mixed with saltwater drifted through Bubblegum's open windows. Calla glanced over. "So...""So?""Where exactly are we going?""The safest place I know."She raised an eyebrow. "That sounds reassuring.""It'll make sense." We turned off the main road onto an old gravel lane. An abandoned boat repair warehouse sat tucked between the marsh and t
Calla: I couldn't breathe. Dad's words still echoed through my apartment long after he'd slammed the door. Stay away from Jace. I've already lost one kid. I'm not losing another.I leaned against the kitchen counter, staring at nothing. The apartment suddenly felt too small. Too quiet. Too much like a cage. No. I needed air. I hurried into my bedroom, throwing my hair into a messy ponytail. Fresh jeans. An oversized faded teal T-shirt. My favorite white and teal Nike Dunks. I didn't even bother with makeup. I grabbed my keys and practically ran for the door. The second Bubblegum fired to life, I felt myself breathe a little easier. Just drive. That's all. Clear your head. Figure everything out later.Traffic rolled steadily across the Eastside Bridge. The bay sparkled beneath the morning sun, calm enough you'd never guess a storm had torn through the city just hours before. I rolled the windows down. The salty breeze whipped loose strands of hair across my face. My phone was in th
Jace:We were running out of time. That thought sat in the pit of my stomach the entire drive away from Sally's. Reve didn't just happen to find me. He hunted me down in broad daylight, in the middle of Riverside. That wasn't some jealous boyfriend throwing a fit. That was desperation. And desperate people… Did desperate things. My hands tightened around the steering wheel. Calla. I grabbed my phone and hit her contact. The ringtone echoed through the car. Once. Twice. Three times. Come on… Pick up. Voicemail. "Damn it." I hung up and called again. Straight to voicemail.My stomach sank. She never ignored me. Not after everything. Not now. Maybe she was in the shower. Maybe her phone was dead. Maybe— No. I wasn't letting my brain go there. I shoved the car into gear. If she had left her apartment, she'd be headed to one place, The garage. There was one road she'd almost certainly take, the main stretch along the water from Eastside into Riverside. Which meant… I had a chance. A hot-
Calla:The ride up the elevator felt like it lasted five minutes, or five hours, couldn't decide.My fingers drummed against my thigh, as I watched the morning sun dance across the water through the glass windows. Everything looked beautiful. Everything felt terrifying. Every story gave me another minute to think. About Jace. About the investigation. About last night. About the way he'd looked at me when he'd said we'd figure it out together. My stomach fluttered. Then immediately knotted itself. There was no pretending anymore. Not after last night. Not after the way I'd fallen asleep wrapped up in his arms. Not after waking up there. I smiled despite myself. Then, ding, I was at my apartment floor at the complex. Reality waited behind the front door.I walked to the door and unlocked it. My body felt heavy. My hair was still damp from the storm. Jace's flannel flowed over my frame. I'd forgotten to give it back. I hugged myself for a second, taking in the scent, then smiled. "I'll
Jace:The morning sun sat low over Calusa Cove as I watched Bubblegum disappear around the corner. I stood there a second longer than I probably should have. Smiling like an idiot. She'd smiled back. Not forced. Not polite. Real. I laughed under my breath. "Well..." I rubbed the back of my neck. "That definitely happened." I slipped my car back into gear and started toward Riverside. The roads were still quiet after last night's storm. Palm fronds littered the shoulders. Puddles reflected the pale orange sunrise. Everything looked freshly washed. My head… Not so much.I had spent the night with Calla. Calla. Camden's little sister. The girl I'd watched grow from a scrappy twelve-year-old who refused to wear a helmet on her bicycle into the strongest woman I'd ever met. Jesus. My stomach flipped just thinking about it. It was incredible. Terrifying. Wonderful. Complicated. Every emotion I could name had taken turns kicking me in the ribs. I'd never ventured into waters like this before
Calla: The first thing I noticed was the warmth. Not the heat of the Florida sun creeping through the cracks in the old boathouse, not the blanket tangled around us. Him. I blinked slowly, still caught somewhere between dreaming and waking. My cheek rested against Jace's chest. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear. Strong. Calm. Outside, the storm had finally passed. Rainwater dripped from the old tin roof in slow, rhythmic taps, and the first streaks of dawn painted the sky beyond the dusty warehouse windows in soft shades of pink and orange.For a moment… I forgot where we were. Then everything came rushing back. The beach festival. Running through the rain. The police. The abandoned boathouse. The conversation. The kisses. The night we'd shared together. I pulled the blanket a little higher around myself, suddenly aware of just how close we were, and that we both were completely naked. Jace stirred beneath me. A sleepy smile spread across his face before his eyes even opened.







