🔥🔥🔥Warning❗️Fire alarm chapter coming your way!😏😉😘

The sound of a door opening pricks through to my sleepy mind but the urge to ignore it and go back to sleep is so strong. I'm nearly completely out once more when the feeling of the bed dipping wakes me up further.

Is it still nighttime? Morning?

My covers are pulled back and before I know it, a warm body slides in behind me. A spicy-sweet scent fills my senses, as familiar to me as the person it belongs to. When a big warm hand wraps around my waist and pulls my body closer, my mind fully wakes up along with a sweet ache between my legs.

"You awake, sweetheart?" Jace's husky voice whispers in my ear.

Refusing to open my eyes, I scoot even closer to him, feeling the front of his hard body touching every inch of my back. "Mm."

"I'll take that as a yes." He chuckles softly.

Stretching out my hand in front of me, I blindly search for my phone. "What time is it?"

His hand leaves my waist and wraps around my arm, pulling in back. "Don't worry about that right now."

"But school," I groan.

"Don't worry about that either."

"But..."

"Shush," he says sternly before he pulls me again, this time turning me to lay on my back.

My blankets are moved around me as Jace shifts his body. They're tugged away just slightly and I finally open my eyes in time to see a head of thick brown hair disappear beneath the dark pink covers. I barely have time to register what's happening before my panties are swiftly pulled down my legs, waking me up completely.

"Jace?" I prop myself up on my elbows and look down right before I feel his warm breath hit me between the legs. A second later his mouth is on me, his tongue splitting me in two. "Oh, God!"

Jace chuckles, his shoulders bouncing beneath the blankets as he continues his assault. He licks me from core to clit, pushing me further awake with each flick of his tongue.

"Holy hell, you taste amazing," Jace growls against me, his raspy voice sending vibrations through my center.

He shoves my legs up, forcing me to bend them and open wider for him. When his mouth latches on, sucking the soul from my body, he slides two fingers inside me and begins to pump.

My eyes roll back and my arms give out making me fall back against my pillow. "Fuck...Jace."

"That's it, baby, say my fucking name."

The desire in his voice and the pressure of his tongue makes the pit of my stomach twist into delicious knots. A guttural moan creeps up my throat and I fight to keep it contained, biting my lip in fear that we're not the only ones in the house. But the sounds of Jace's pleasurable grunts and the squelching noise from the slickness between my legs is enough to make me hum with gratification. When he shoves another finger inside me, blissfully stretching me, I choke back another sob.

Jace's mouth leaves me and the covers are thrown back revealing his heated glare. "How many times do I gotta tell you not to hold back, sweetheart?"

"I...um." I can't think, let alone speak. The quickened strokes of his fingers and the way he's looking at me, all dark and filled with lust, doesn't help matters either. "W-what if...oh god."

"We're the only ones here. So let the fuck go, Alexis, and let me hear how good I make you feel."

I nod as my eyes roll back again. A second later Jace is spearing me with his tongue, lavishly dining on my most intimate place.

Doing as he said, I let go and push my aching flesh against his mouth. My hips roll in time to his animalistic feasting. A fourth finger joins the other three as Jace lightly nips my clit with his teeth and a strangled cry rips from my lips.

"Mmm," he growls with satisfaction. "That's more like it."

My moans spur him on, making him firmly set pressure with each pass of his unrelenting tongue. Panting, I chance a glance down at him and nearly lose the ability to breathe when I find him starring back at me. He winks at me with a smile in his deep blue eyes before sucking me with the strength of a hoover.

With his other hand, he reaches beneath me and grabs a fistful of my ass, pulling me closer to him. He dives in like a starving man as his fingers crudely twist and curl inside me, bringing me so close to ecstasy.

Arching my back with a gasp, I wither beneath him on the edge. "I'm so close, baby. So fucking close."

I expect to feel him go harder, longer, more ferocious than before. Instead, he pulls away and sits back on his heels.

My eyes shoot open wide as I sit up. "What the hell?"

But Jace doesn't say a thing. Instead, he smirks wickedly before moving as fast as lightning and lifts me up from the mattress. Before I know it, he's lying flat on his back in the middle of the bed and positions me above him, my legs straddling his head.

"Jace?" I ask with scrunched brows as I look down at him.

With a lick of his lips, he shifts closer to my core. "I want you to ride my face, baby."

"W-what?"

He squeezes my hips encouragingly and smiles. "You heard me. Ride my face, Alexis. Use me like your personal plaything until you're coming on my tongue."

My legs feel like they're going to give out and my body heats up at his dirty words. I've never done this before and the thought is equal parts terrifying and excitingly erotic. Just the image of him neath me right now is enough to have liquid warmth shoot to where I need him most.

Lifting himself up just a bit, he licks me like I'm his favorite ice cream, making me moan and quake above him before he lays back down. "Come on, temptress. Don't be shy now."

But he doesn't give me a chance to say or do anything before he's gripping me by the hips and pulling me to him, impaling me on his tongue.

Throwing my head back, I moan at the ceiling as he continues to lick and sip my essence like his life depends on it. Each breath feels harder to take as continued lusty groans fall from my mouth like a fountain. I can't even move, just frozen above him as a storm of sensations wracks through my body.

Soon, my legs feel like jello and I'm sure I'm going to collapse on top of him before I've even reached my peak. It's just too much. Like electric shocks of everything good and sensual turning me inside out.

When I'm nearly positive my legs are going to give out, I do the only thing I can and reach down to anchor myself to him by grabbing fistfuls of his dark chocolate hair. In doing so, I meet his eyes and nearly fall apart then and there.

His dark stormy blues stare up at me from between my legs as he continues to ravish me. His punishing tongue and mouth are relentless, licking and pumping me as he holds my gaze. I swear there's a smile in those eyes, a filthy one that's reserved just for me.

This man will be my undoing.

Falling apart on top of him, seduced by his skilled mouth and tempting gaze, I finally give him what he wants...I ride his face like my personal plaything.

Holding onto him with both hands, his hair between my fingers, I roll my hips against him to a rhythm only he and I share. His rough groans and growls tell me how much he's enjoying it. Which each slide of my core over his mouth, his tongue sweeps faster, desperate in his search to make me see stars.

"Oh fuck, Jace. Yes...y-yes, just like that," I moan mindlessly.

His answer is a stinging slap to my ass that nearly makes me come.

I look over my shoulder to see if he'll do it again, hoping really. But what I find makes me wetter than I already am.

Standing at full attention is Jace's dick, pulled out over the rim of his sweat pants. Even better is the sight of his hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking and squeezing in time to his mouth.

"Fuck that's hot," I whisper, my voice raspy with need before I return my gaze to his.

He gives me a sexy wink, letting me know he heard me loud and clear despite me trying to be quiet. Slapping my ass one more time and making me squeal and wiggle against his tongue, he then snakes his free hand between my legs. I lift just slightly, not enough to pull away from his mouth but enough to give his hand some room to squeeze in, and squeeze in he does. He slides two fingers inside me, making me ride both his face and his hand.

The overwhelming mix of sensations has my stomach sinching with exquisite pleasure. A deep twisting ties me up, building with anticipation of an explosive release.

The final cherry on top is another one of Jace's skilled fingers joining the others and an earth-shattering growl from his talented mouth. It does me in, my inner bindings unraveling as I scream to the high heavens and yank on his hair for dear life.

"Jace! Yes! Fuck yes!"

My body shakes and quivers above him as I fall apart on his tongue. Jace's sounds of approval and gratification only drag out my release until he's taken every last drop of my soul from my body.

When the shaking of my body begins to subside, I roll off of him and fall flat on my back beside him. Tremors still dance through my muscles, giving me that glorious after-high feeling.

"That was...wow," I say between heavy breaths.

Jace chuckles and slides off the bed. "Best fucking breakfast I ever had, that's for damn sure."

"Breakfast?" I pop up like a bolt of lightning and look at the alarm on my nightstand.

Nine a.m.

"Shit! We're late for school." I jump off my bed and rush to my dresser, yanking open the drawers and frantically digging for a new pair of panties.

"Lex, relax."

I turn around to face him with my jaw on the floor. "Relax? Jace, there's only a couple months of school left. We can't miss time like this."

"One day isn't gonna kill you, sweetheart," he says, his voice raspy and low once again as he turns to me.

The way he's looking at me has me choking on my tongue, but even more, is what's going on below the waist. He's still rock hard with his cock in hand. When I drag my eyes up from the glorious sight, I meet a heated gaze that promises me another ride of pleasure.

"Jace," I warn, backing up against my dresser. "School, remember?"

"Fuck school," he growls, prowling closer as he reaches back with his free hand and yanks his shirt off. "I need you, baby. So fucking bad it hurts."

All the air rushes out of my lunges as my body reawakens with a new desire. Squeezing my thighs together, I try to hide how turned on I am but it's no use. Jace's knowing stare holds me in a trance as his lips quirk to the side in a devilish grin.

"Tell me you don't want it, Alexis," he says, closing the distance between us.

"I-I...damn it."

"Exactly." He grabs my hips and places me on top of my dresser. "You need this as bad as I do, even after getting the tongue fucking of a lifetime."

Our bodies are almost completely touching as he stands between my legs, his hard dick brushing against my sensitive folds that are still bare thanks to my failed search for underwear.

With one hand on my hip, he snakes the other around the back of my neck and pulls me closer. His mouth hovers against my ear as he whispers in the sexiest voice I've ever heard, "You may enjoy my tongue and my fingers but you fucking love my cock. Tell me I'm wrong?"

I can feel myself leaking on top of my dresser as I moan at his words.

"That's what I thought." He presses soft kisses just below my ear."Tell me to stop right now and I will. I'll let you get dressed and rush off to school while I sit here and stroke my dick thinking about sliding into your sweet pussy."

"Jace," I moan while my head falls back to rest against my dresser mirror behind me. "You're playing dirty."

"I'm playing to win, baby." He grabs his dick and runs the thick head between my needy flesh. "Now...tell me to stop."

Biting back another moan, I shake my head.

He smiles against my skin. "Good girl."

With those final words, his grip on my hip tightens and he shoves into me in one fluid motion.

"Ah, fuck!" I shout and grab onto his shoulders, sinking my nails into his firm muscles.

Jace doesn't waste any time, he thrusts in and out of me at a brutal pace. Each slam of his body against mine makes the dresser shake. Things fall to the floor, possibly breaking, but I can't pay attention to any of it. All I can feel is Jace inside of me, his hands on my body, his heavy breaths in my ear.

"You feel like a fucking dream wrapped around my cock, baby. It's so hard not to let loose and just fuck you like a crazed man," Jace says between pants, his brows furrowed as he tries and fails to hold back.

"Then don't," I say, parroting his own wishes from just moments ago. "Don't hold back."

His stormy eyes lock with mine as he bites his lip, fighting his inner demons. With a tightening grip, his hips jerk just on the edge of frantic.

Trailing a hand down the side of his face, I kiss him with everything I have. I pour all of me, all of us into this kiss, begging him to understand that I can handle him in every way. But when I pull away he still looks conflicted and tormented.

"Baby," I whisper and lock my legs around his waist. "Let go. I won't break. Promise."

To prove my point, I clench around his large length with all my strength.

"Fuck." Jace slams his hand against the mirror beside my head, making a cracking sound echo in my ear. But despite the frustration in his voice, I feel him finally relax.

His hands travel to my thighs where he spreads me wide and hooks a leg over his arm, practically lifting my ass off the dresser top and tilting me back. No longer holding back, he slams into me again and again. If there was anything left on top of my dresser before, it's gone now. Even the solid wood beneath me groans with the threat of breaking.

"God damn it, Alexis, you're so fucking tight," Jace growls. "Am I hurting you?"

Hurting? No, not exactly. There's a delicious bite of pain with each plunge of his dick as he strokes the perfect spot deep inside me. But it's nothing compared to the pleasure that soars through me. Each pump of his hips, each touch from his hands, and every kiss he trails along my jaw and neck just heightens to new extremes. The pain that comes with his savage strength only makes everything feel that much better.

"Alexis?" Jace stills, snapping me back from the overwhelming rush of sensations.

"I'm fine. I s-swear. Don't stop, baby."

His heated gaze darkens as he continues once again, speeding up. The way he looks at me fills my body with a heightened temp. It's like he's not just seeing me, but seeing inside me. It's raw and true, just like how he shows me him even though he wants to hold back. But he doesn't, thankfully. He gives me all of him, every pounding inch. Spearing me with all he's worth.

Feeling that sweet tightening at the bottom of my belly once again, I chase the high and meet Jace thrust for thrust. But his movements are harder, faster, shoving me back against the dresser mirror.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it baby? All of me, right?" He asks, his pupils blown with lust, locked on me.

"Yes," I moan as he blissfully hits every nerve inside me. "All of you."

"Always?"

"Always," I agree.

"You sure about that?" He asks, but there's an edge to his voice, something huskier sounding, darker almost.

Knowing I can take whatever he dishes out, I stare him straight in the eyes and nod. "You can't break me," I repeat.

"I don't wanna break you, baby."

But even as he says that he wraps one hand around to grab my ass and pull me close while the other slowly trails up the front of me. His feather-light touch skates across my stomach, through the valley of my breasts, all while his eyes watch his own path like a man possessed. His hips falter and his breath labors harder as his fingers creep inch by inch until he reaches my throat.

Finally locking eyes with me again, he wraps his shaking hand around my throat at the same time his gaze asks for permission.

I nod and let out a shaky breath, both scared and thrilled at the same time.

Clenching his jaw, he finishes fastening his grip on my neck but he doesn't squeeze. His hold is firm but not punishing. Strong but safe. Dangerous but comforting.

He gazes at where he possesses me, his fingers flexing once before he speeds up his pistoning hips once again. A carnal growl rips from his chest and his hand tightens just slightly on my throat, not anywhere near cutting off my breath but just enough to fill me with this dominating feeling that has me dripping all over him.

"Fuck," Jace groans. "My girl likes it."

I moan my agreement, feeling an intense building in my stomach.

"You're just as twisted as me, aren't you baby?"

"Yes," I hiss, my legs beginning to quake with anticipation.

"You're so fucking wet, sweetheart. You're making a mess all over the place."

"You're fault," I fire back, feeling an empowering streak race through me, making my heart pound in my chest with a newly found adrenaline.

I don't know what it is. His words, his throbbing cock, his hand around my throat, or the way he's looking at me as if he's found a missing piece of himself, but I'm teetering on the edge of heaven. My insides clench tighter around him, milking every inch of him in desperation to cross the finish line.

My moans come quicker, louder as I dig my nails into his skin. I score his chest with my own personal mark and tighten my legs around him.

"Jace, please," I beg.

"You wanna come, baby?" He asks with a wicked smirk, his fingers flexing around my airway again. His touch, the reminder is nearly enough to shove me right over the brink.

"Yes, please. Please, baby, give it to me."

He answers me with a stomach-twisting groan and pumps faster, harder, deeper.

My hands roam every inch of him I can touch, relishing in the tensing and bunching of his muscles as he moves inside me. Sweat beads over us, making us a wet, slippery mess while our bodies slap against each other to a nasty song that sounds like the most erotic thing I've ever heard.

When I feel like I'm both close and yet not close enough, Jace leans down and kisses me. His lips are soft, encouraging, and soothing even has his body bucks against me like a wild animal. He kisses all along my jaw, keeping his hand on my neck as he leans to whisper in my ear, "Come for me, Alexis. Come all over my dick. Make a fucking mess, baby."

My inner bindings tighten just as Jace pulls all the way out and slams into me at the same time he swoops in to kiss me, sinking his teeth into my bottom lip and tugging the swollen flesh.

It's exactly what I need.

Everything inside me releases with such an intense explosion of pleasure that tears fill my eyes as I scream at the top of my lungs. I claw at Jace, trying to find purchase, an anchor to bring me back down from this blinding high. But the feeling of him beneath my fingers as well as his never-ending thrusts only drags out the feeling, sending me flying and falling all at the same time. Wave after wave hits me, making me wither and shake against Jace as he begins to frantically chase his own release.

"Ah, fuck, Alexis," Jace growls before his head falls back with an ear-shattering groan as he reaches his own blissful release.

His movements become jerky and he flexes his fingers on my neck one more time before finally letting go. We come down together, shaking and breathless but still glued to each other. Being together like this, holding onto each other, it's solace for both of us.

Jace dips his head into the crook of my neck and breaths me in. "So fucking perfect. You were made for me."

I couldn't agree more.

After showering, taking turns cleaning each other intimately without letting things get out of control, we get dressed and head into the kitchen. Normally I would love the idea of making us a nice lunch complete with all the fixings but I'm worn out. I told Jace he couldn't break me, and I was right, but he damn sure did exhaust me.

Sore and on shaky legs, I make us some quick sandwiches and sit at the kitchen table. Using one hand to eat his food, Jace uses the other to put my feet in his lap and leisurely rub them.

"Are you sure I didn't hurt you?" He asks, looking down at his food.

"For the millionth time, I'm sure." I gesture to my body with both hands. "See, all in one piece still."

He squeezes my foot. "You're shaking."

"That's from the mind-blowing orgasms, babe. If anything I should be thanking you."

He chuckles at that and takes another bite of his food.

As I eat my own, I watch him carefully. I hadn't noticed before—not that I really had the chance—but he seems more tired than usual. Dark circles shadow beneath his gorgeous eyes and his usual tan complexion is paler than usual.

"Are you okay?" I worriedly blurt out.

"Yeah." He looks at me and smiles. "I'm good."

"You look exhausted."

Jace shrugs. "It was just a long night."

I nod and take a bite of food, thinking back to my own long night.

Jace said he'd come over after patrol but I waited until I could no longer keep my eyes open. I might not be completely familiar with the way things work as far as the Guardians go, but I really didn't think he'd leave me waiting all night.

Maybe that's stupid. Maybe that kind of schedule is just normal for them.

"I'm sorry."

I snap out of my thoughts and look over at Jace's tired eyes. Only it's not just sleepiness in those midnight blues...if I didn't know any better, I'd say there's guilt swimming in there too.

"Sorry for what?" I ask with a tilt of my head, trying to decipher what's going on with him.

Jace chews on the inside of his cheek while he looks at his food before turning to lock eyes with me. "For making you wait last night."

I shrug, hoping I don't look as disappointed as I felt last night. "It's fine, you gotta do what you gotta do."

"Yeah but..." He sighs, sounding more worn out and beaten down. "I...I lied."

"Hmm?"

Did I hear him right?

"I lied," he repeats. "I didn't have patrol last night."

I pull my feet from his lap and sit up in my seat. "You...um...what?"

A million questions flood my mind as a sense of betrayal slithers through my veins. But instead of firing off and bombarding him with all my questions, I start with the first one. "Then where were you?"

He holds my gaze, unwavering as he says, "I had to meet with someone last night."

I wait for him to explain, slowly taking a bite of my food. But when he doesn't elaborate, I wave my hand for him to continue with wide eyes.

"Well?"

"Well, what?" He asks, knowing damn well what I'm trying to get at.

I huff. "Who do you meet with?"

He cringes just slightly and looks back down at the table. With a heavy sigh, he drags his hand through his hair. "It's complicated. I don't wanna get you involved, Lex."

Oh, wow.

"So...you're not gonna tell me?"

"Baby, it's not like that. I just don't trust this guy and I don't wanna put you in the line of fire."

My mouth hangs open, shock laced through my features.

I can't believe he's doing this again. I can't believe we are doing this again.

After everything we've been through, shouldn't we have learned our lesson by now? I tried to protect him from Derek, and for what? Nothing! He tried to leave me to protect me years ago, and look at where we are now! We're better together, always. Even if something or someone is dangerous, we can face anything together. We're a team!

Or at least... we should be.

"Lex, please understand," he pleads, reaching across the table to wrap his hands around mine. "I'm trying to protect you."

I slip my hands away from his and narrow my eyes at him. "By lying to me?"

Guilt washes over his face, twisting his beautiful features with such torment I almost let it all slide.

But if you do that, it'll just be two steps forward and three steps back. No progress and back where you started.

"I don't like lying Jace. I hated having to do it to you, it was the hardest thing ever and I've learned my lesson. I want us to move forward, better than before. But I can't do that on my own. I need you to be honest with me."

"And I will," he nods. "Right after I figure out what's going on with this guy. As soon as I have some answers, I'll tell you everything."

Shaking my head, I get up from the table and carry my half-eaten plate of food to the counter, no longer hungry. When I turn back around I cross my arms under my chest and cock an eyebrow at Jace. "So you're just gonna keep this from me like you did with the Guardians until you're ready to tell me?"

"But I did, didn't I? I told you everything, Lex."

"Yeah." I nod. "But we almost didn't make it to that point."

To think what would've happened if I hadn't given him the chance to explain. We wouldn't be here. I wouldn't be able to feel his love for me the way I get to now every time he looks at me.

But at the same time...

No. Being with Jace means the world to me. He means the world to me. I just don't want to be lied to.

"I'm telling the truth now," Jace says as if he can read my thoughts. "I'm sorry about last night, I'll never lie to you again. But I'm also not going to stop fucking protecting you, Alexis. I'll just let you know right away if I can't tell you something rather than lying about it. Can you at least give me that?"

I don't like it. Isn't keeping things secret still a form of dishonesty?

And yet, I don't know what else to do.

So, I ask something I hope he can tell me. "This meeting, it lasted all night?"

His face drops again and my stomach twists.

"No. I was pretty worked up after and I didn't wanna come to you like that. So, I met up with Wild at the warehouse and we sparred most of the night."

"So, you're hiding this mystery person from me as well as what? A side of you, you don't want me to see?" Maybe that hurts most of all. It's one thing to try and protect me from someone else but to try and protect me from himself? It's ridiculous.

Hanging his head in defeat, he slouches against the back of his chair. "I don't like that side of me."

Okay, so maybe him hating that part of him hurts more than him keeping it from me. I don't like for Jace to see himself in a bad light. He's a lot of things, but a bad person isn't one of them. Even if I am kind of pissed at him right now.

Despite the ticked-off emotions rushing through my veins, love, and empathy fill my heart, forcing me to cross the room to him. When I reach him, I kneel in front of him and press my hand to the side of his face.

"Don't do that. If you're gonna keep outside things from me then...I guess I'll just have to deal with that. But don't keep you from me, not even if you aren't you at the time. Don't hide any parts of yourself from me...You won't hurt me, and you can't break me."

As if second-guessing everything I just said, he looks up at the ceiling towards my bedroom before looking back at me. Only he isn't looking at me, his eyes fixate on my neck before he brushes the back of his hand down my throat.

There are no marks left behind from our brutal passion, but I'm sure he's imagining there are.

"I was rough with you," he painfully whispers.

"And I liked it, so don't beat yourself up over that. No harm, no foul." I grab his hand, wrapping my slender fingers around it, and hold his knuckles to my neck. "Next time you're feeling out of it or not like yourself, I want you to come to me. You can take out some of that aggression on me instead of beating Wilder to a pulp."

A smile cracks across his torturously handsome face, sending butterflies to flutter through my stomach. "Who said he didn't beat the crap out of me?"

"That fact that you don't have a single bruise or cut." I smile back, feeling some of the tension lift from the room before adding, "Just promise me, please. You'll come to me next time. No matter what."

His grin falters but he nods with a sigh.

Getting to my feet, I bend down and slam my lips to his. I kiss him with the promise that I'll never turn him away no matter how dark he gets, and he returns that promise with the pressure of his lips against mine. When our kiss deepens, his tongue slipping into my mouth with heated passion at the same time he grabs my hips and pulls me to him, his phone rings from on top of the kitchen table.

"Son of a bitch," he growls, pulling away from me to check the screen. But the anger quickly fades from him as he reads the name displayed. "It's Wild. I should take it. I got him looking into something for me."

I nod and step back, already hating how he won't tell me what this something is or who that someone from last night was. But I need to pick my battles, and right now, that's not one of them. We'll get to it eventually though.

Jace stands up, phone in hand, and gives me a chaste peck on the lips before walking out of the room and answering the call with a, "What's up, brother?"

Sighing, I head to clean up my plate but my own phone vibrates on the counter. I pick it up and see a message from that last person I expect.

Cassie: Hey, girl! What're you doing this weekend? It's been too long.

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Soooo, good enough fire alarm chapter for you lovely readers?

Well, loves I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I saw some requests in recent comments asking for some spice so I figured I'd dish out a fire alarm chapter to make up for my lack of updates. I'm so sorry updating is taking me longer than usual, but I am trying. I just have a lot on my plate. That said, I am in no way giving up on this book. I just ask for everyone's patience and appreciate all the patience and support I've received thus far. 💗💗💗

Now, what did you think of this chapter?

Was the fire hot enough? Were you surprised by Jace's roughness? Are you happy he kind of came clean to Lexi about lying? Do you think he should tell her about Jacob? Do you predict any future roughness between these two? Are you excited to hear something from Cassie? And do you have any predictions for later chapters?

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