Just as I thought it was going to get better, the power decided to interrupt the moment. Jace and I reluctantly pulled apart.
He cleared his throat, and so did I.
The emergency lights automatically came on, illuminating our surroundings.
"Well," I scratched the back of my head. "That's added to the things we won't talk about yet. Right?"
Jace put a hand to his hip, and the other ran through his hair. He clearly seemed frustrated.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
I bit my lip. I already missed his warm lips on mine.
"What are we supposed to say, anyway?" I whispered.
Jace chuckled.
"The things we both refused to say."
I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"We don't even know where to start. So, what's the point?"
"Maybe we should start right there," Jace mumbled. "You know, let's be honest with each other. Do you even like me?"
