Chapter Thirty-Six: Ella

Ella

“Well, I see you have met my son.” Charles's voice broke into their private moment.

“Hi, Dad.” Jace didn't let her go, he just pulled back enough to glare at his father. “Maybe we could chat later.”

Charles chuckled. “Don't mind me.” He leaned up against the limo, crossed his arms and grinned at them.

Ella and Jace looked at one another. It felt strange to have an audience.

“What can I do for you, Dad?” Jace asked. He kept his arms protectively around Ella as if he were afraid she would disappear on him.

He didn't need to worry about that. Ella was never leaving him.

“I told you, don't mind me.” He grinned, obviously enjoying their discomfort in the most paternal way possible. “I'm just happy to see you with someone I approve of.”

Jace rolled his eyes.

“I'm glad you approve of me,” Ella said diplomatically. “But, would you mind doing it from inside the limo. Or the inn. Or just not where we can see you. I'd like to kiss him some more and it feels weird with his father watching.”