Egg Hunt (Twisted Holidays)

11. Jace

ELEVEN

JACE

After pushing away from her and escaping out the door before I could say fuck it all , rip off the mask, and consume her right there, I disappear into the trees, heading to where my truck is parked in the far distance.

We’re hours away from nighttime, and I won’t spend the day stalking her from afar while being forced to ignore the anticipation.

No, it’s all in her hands now.

My little rabbit will come to me in due time.