Jace

Jace could see her attitude die down like a switch that was flipped. He felt proud of taming her, but also wanted her to fight him still. He enjoyed to fight her attitude, it gave him something to look forward to. "I think were good. I don't really want anything. Lets go then." Jace was more than happy to leave the over crowded place. He caressed her hand with his smiling warmly at Colette. The worked waved a nervous by as he started to lead Colette out into the crowd. He maneuvered through the hotspot areas holding Colette close. He didn't let her go father then a foot or two. Finnaly they made it to the front of the mall. His whole body was heaving very softly and a bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. It was clear he REALLY doesn't like crowds. He sighed once they entered the parking lot. Soon the crowds seemed to fade away as they got closer to the car. You could see the relief wash over him. His shoulders relaxed, his grasp loosened, and his breathy steadied. Once they reached the car he opened the door for Colette smirking at her, "Here you go princess." He rasped his voice having the dragging on, teasing, rustic tone. Jace closed the door behind her and entered the drivers seat. His gaze left her and it took him everything to make his eyes leave her. He started up the car backing it out and making it out the massive parking lot. His hand then slipped over holding hers. His hold was soft and loving. He didn't wanna let go.

Jace

Jace smirked at her heart fluttering admitment, "Oh really? I didn't think your waist would be that good in my hands." He slyly joked as he kept his eyes on the road. The thing was he wasn't joking, he loved her waist in his hands. The subtle curve for his hands to perfecty slip in the curve to hold. He enjoyed his hands there. He enjoyed her whole self not just her drop dead stunning body. Jace rubbed her hands carressingly as he continued to drive through the tall, very large city. His eyes kept on the road begging to lay on Colette but he knew better. He couldn't keep his mind off her. "Shes perfect, shes fragile, -" His thoughts led on.

Jace could feel her comfort soothing in her. He could feel her being more than accepting to their situation. Part of him was forgetting all about the forced bit of this. Even if it was forced ot had to be fate. Nothing seemed out of place, everything was perfect. She was perfect, he was perfect? They were perfect. Jace drove past some traffic slowing them down but once they broke through it the city started to fade away. The interstates started to pass out view and now all they could see was green fields for miles. He felt comfort to be away from the busy streets. Jace blushed as his thoughts led to kids playing in the yard like fields, perhaps a dog by their side. He wanted that, he wanted a family that wasn't like his. A family secure and away from all danger. Living far from large cities with nothing to fear. Boys and a girl all so perfect. He could see himself teaching the boys how to play football. Helping his daughter braid her hair to look like a princess. He smiled more. His daughter would be a princes and her mother a queen. He couldn't stop the thoughts, him and his queen, three kids against the world. Just them, not his father, not Morgan, not anyone else. Jace smiled more as he continued to drive. They were close to home now.

Jace

Jace had been sitting down on the couch slouched down reading a book. He o' so quietly whispered some bits to himself. His eyes never left the book. When he read he was lost into a million pieces of it. Wanting to put every piece back together with admiration for the smallest pieces. He cared about the little things.. Every detail that rolled off the page. Jace was siitting in a loose t-shirt and some sweats. He could be formal, he could be casul, he could be tasteful. His mind was still eroded into the book when Colette asked if he wanted dinner. Once her beautiful voice registered in his head his eyes darted to her. it was like eye candy to him. He never missed the chance to admire what was his. Jace sat the book aside swiftly lifting off the couch within seconds to embrace her. He smiled eyes landing on hers firmly. "You sure you want to? You don't have to." He muttered lifting her chin up to look into his eyes. Not a glance but to look into his eyes. His stomach rumbled at the thought of her cooking. He hadn't tried it yet but it had to be good. "Actually you don't have a choice now you're cooking."

--

(SORRY LATE REPLY, WAS AT MY FAMILY MEMBERS WEDDING)

Jace

Jace smirked then let her go. He wandered off into the kitchen sitting down on a bar stool at the island. He studied Colette cooking letting his eyes drag along her curves once more. Not once he let his gaze fall from her. "Wanna watch a moive tonight? Or do you wanna go out? I was thinking if went out there was a nice bar&grill near my dads place. We could stop by there and see if he wants to come with Morgan too. It's just a thought of course, we don't have to and I wouldn't mind passing up a change to talk to Morgan." Jace offered resting his head on his hand as he talked. It sheepishly made him think of what she would wear. A pretty dress, a tight tasteful dress, perhaps a croptop that shows off her waist with some very short blue jean shorts... He sighed rubbing his temples whilst running his hand through his hair. He was going to have to work on thinking about her too much. Jace couldn't help it though. She was everything he ever needed and wanted.