It looks just like the pictures I've seen online. It's quaint and cute and I feel like a kid in a candy store. I am beyond excited to get my hands on the frozen hot chocolate. I barely pay attention to the woman who brings us to our seat because I'm so busy eyeing everything around us. We slip into the table and I grab a hold of the menu. It's finally in my hands and I am beyond thrilled. It's just as gorgeous as online. I trace my finger over the drawings on the menu. I'm in awe. Jace is watching me closely, probably waiting for me to say something.

"We are sitting in the exact..."

"I know the table..."

"No, she sat here and he sat there. Jace this is ridiculous," I tell him with a smile.

He laughs, "I hope that your definition of ridiculous is a good one," he says.

"Oh yes, very good," I say with a smile.

"I've never seen you act so girly," he laughs.

"Whatever," I say smirking. I can't help it I am beyond happy right now.

I end up ordering a chicken sandwich, and he orders a burger from the menu. I'm too impatient and of course tell them my order for the frozen hot chocolate. I order regular and he orders the mint. My leg bounces with anticipation as we wait for our meal.

"I didn't peg you for a romantic guy," I say as our food arrives.

"I had a moment of weakness," he jokes while biting into his burger. "I've got not one romantic bone in my body," he says with a smirk.

I roll my eyes and give a smile in return. This sandwich is so delicious I nearly moan loud enough for the entire place to hear.

"Save that moaning for later," he jokes.

"Who says there will be any..." I take a bite of my sandwich. "I'm only using you to eat here," I joke. Guilt washes over me, because in reality I was or maybe still am using him? No, not anymore I'm done. When I look up he's smiling and shaking his head.

"So where does this leave us exactly? I still don't want a boyfriend..." I say honestly. As much as I would love to claim him for myself I know that right now it's not a good idea. I've still got a lot to figure out and one of those things includes telling my family, and then confessing the real reason I started dating him.

"I'm not really sure I want a girlfriend... this feeling is kind of new," he says taking a sip of soda.

"It could get complicated with my family and shit," I say.

"It's already pretty complicated," he says. I nod.

"So no labels then?" I ask.

"No labels," he says looking me in the eye. "Exclusive though..." he trails off setting his burger down.

"Are you sure about that? I know I can't force you to settle down if you're not ready. I'm not going to try to change you Jace," I tell him. Even though I'm pretty sure that's what this whole thing started out as. I was trying to break him so bad that he'd never hurt another girl again. All I did was make a mess of everything. I can't hold him back, if he wants to stray there's nothing I can do, it's in his nature.

"I'm positive. In this moment you're the only one I want... I can't guarantee that I'll be good for you," he says. I nod because I get it. He's not going to just change over-night and suddenly be a knight in shining armor. I don't expect him to be, and I don't want him to be.

"Okay, so we continue fun with a little bit of love, I guess," I say.

"Fun with some love works for me," he says sincerely.

"Seriously though, can you tell romantic Jace that I'd like him around more?" I question teasing him.

He kicks my shoe lightly under the table and I laugh so hard I snort. A playful look crosses his face, and my mind races with the possibility that this could get serious fast. I don't have much time before I have to come out and just explain to my family about us.

No matter how great today ended up, I've decided to keep Jace at a distance. I think it's best that I do. I'm not saying I'm not going to hang out with him, I just don't want to get any more emotionally attached than I am now. He asked me over tonight, but I said no. We stand at my door because he insisted that he take me home.

"I don't normally walk girls to the door," he says.

"You insisted," I remind him.

His eyes ask for me and I respond by taking his hand in mine. I tug him into me and we stumble into the wall next to the apartment door. His breathing is heavy and he's got a sweet smirk on his face.

"True," he smirks his hands make their way to my waist.

He pulls me into him and his lips linger right above mine. He takes his finger and places it gently on my bottom lip near my ring. I moan quietly.

"Told you I'd be making you moan," he whispers.

He runs his tongue over his lips and I swear my mouth starts watering.

"Shut up," I hiss.

Both his finger and his lips hoover just over mine causing a sensation I've never felt before. It makes me shiver and I can feel moisture pooling in my underwear. Damn it. This keeping my distance thing will have to wait till tomorrow. His finger gently glides over my bottom lip around my ring and up to my top lip. I close my eyes. I've never had anyone touch my lips with their fingers before it's sensual.

He stops and my eyes flutter open, he's staring at me waiting for me to allow him to take me. Yes, distance can wait because right now all I want to do is throw him on my bed and have my way with him. God I sound like a guy. I've never had this crazy urge before, sure I've felt the need to have sex but never like this. I slip a hand into my bag while still looking at him. Our noses are just barely touching and I want to pull him in.

I'm not sure if anyone is home. I really hope they aren't. Without looking I put the key into the door and turn. I pull away from him for a moment, and the apartment is dark. Thank god. We'd been out all day just walking around the city after we ate, so it's a little late now. I grab a fistful of his black shirt and tug it along with me. He shuts the door and I spin, but keep hold of his shirt. I tug him quickly into my room just in case they are home. I flip the lock on the door and shove him onto the bed. He laughs.

"Missed me didn't you?" he questions.

"Take your clothes off," I growl unbuttoning my pants.

Well I guess keeping him at a distance went right out the damn window. I nearly trip over my pants as they reach my ankles and I tumble on top of him onto the bed. He grunts and chuckles.

"Can't keep your hands off of me," he says.

I tug at his shirt and he willingly pulls it over his head. I touch his solid chest and start kissing at his neck. He hisses with pleasure and I can feel him hardening below me. I roll off so he can get his pants off and wait for him. He crawls over me hoovering just enough where I can feel the heat of him, but enough to let a bit of cold air between us.

"What do you want from me Faith?"

I continue kissing him without an answer.

"I can't wait to be inside you," he says as I reach my hand down and grab him.

"Then do it already," I demand.

"First," he says. "I want to taste you," he says.

His lips trail down my body. They start right at my chest above my breasts, then linger a bit right over my nipple. His tongue does this thing where it, oh god. Yeah that thing. Too hard to describe, I moan as he goes further down. He kisses just above my bellybutton and it tickles so I twitch a little. He looks up at me with a devilish grin, and I just want to devour him. As he gets lower the tickling sensation continues. Once someone gets me in one spot it's like my whole body turns ticklish. I giggle and snort as he kisses my inner thighs and nearly kick him.

"You're tickling me," I laugh loudly.

"Oh you mean like this?" he teases sucking hard.

I hold in a breath. On one hand it feels amazing, but then the tickling sensation drives me crazy, not really in a good way. I hate being tickled. I grab for his hair and pull his head so that he's looking at me. He likes when I grab on, even more when I tug a bit hard. He smiles and finally his mouth touches my wetness. His tongue swirls around and my back arches up off the bed. I try to keep my voice down in case anyone comes home, but it's becoming more and more difficult. I let out a scream and shit. He sits up and wipes his mouth.

"You really should warn a guy..." he jokes.

"Sorry," I laugh.

"Are you laughing at me?" he says.

I nod giggling like crazy. He makes things come out of me that have never come out of me before. He takes his mouth and presses it against mine so that I taste myself. I nearly gag, oh boy poor guy. I cough into his mouth and he pulls away laughing. He crawls off of me and grabs what he needs from his pants pocket.

"Expecting something weren't you?" I ask.

"I knew you'd cave," he says.

"Oh did you?"

He does his thing and then comes back over to me gently putting himself of top. He smirks and leans down lying on top of me, but not enough to place his whole weight on me. His finger lifts and traces the outline of my lips. He's doing it again, and it literally rocks me to my core. He slides inside carefully while tracing my lips and planting small kisses with his lips around the outside. I honestly missed this. Sex with him is different. I've had good sex before, but this is on a while other level. Like I almost crave it with him. I let him know I'm enjoying it by thrusting myself into him deeper.

Like always he follows along with me and knows exactly what I like and what I need to do next. Our bodies move like they are on the same wavelength. I moan as crawl on top and sit up straight. My hands grab at his chest as he watches every move.

"Faith, shhh," he says.

"Am I being too loud for you?" I question confused.

"No, just listen," he says.

I look at him funny, then listen. I hear the sounds of the city below and nothing... oh wait there it is. Must be the people in the apartment next to me. Those two are always... oh god. It's not the people next door. It's Nicole.

"Holy shit Henry," I hear her yell.

I slap my hands against my mouth, not sure if I should laugh or feel awkward for listening.

"Fuck me," she growls.

"Oh my god," I say.

Jace looks amused and I can't help myself I start laughing. I haven't moved from the spot I'm in on top of him and he moans a bit as my body bounces with laughter.

"Keep laughing," he says. So I do and he closes his eyes humming with pleasure when I hear, "You look so hot in that position," I hear Henry say.

"I think I just threw up in my mouth a little," I joke putting another hand to my mouth. He says something else and we can't quite hear it, but Jace closes his eyes and shakes his head. He pushes at my body slightly and I fall off of him and onto the bed next to him.

"Okay I'm done," he says laughing.

"Maybe we should like top them or something, see who can scream the loudest... oh shit do you think they heard me?" I gasp. "That's totally why they are doing that, because I'm so damn loud," I say.

I feel heat rising in my cheeks. That has to be the reason. Jace chuckles and pulls me close. I place my head on his warm sweaty chest.

"Baby, I think the whole neighborhood heard you," he teases.

"You're such a jerk," I say smacking his chest. It moves up and down with laughter and I can't help but laugh with him again.

"So what do we do now?" I ask.

"Sleep," he sighs.

"You sure I can't help..."

"I'd love to baby, I really would. I think Henry killed him," he half whispers pointing downward. Our eyes both look down and I laugh. It's just there limp, and I stifle my laugh.

"Do you want to stay or something? It's getting pretty late," I say.

"You're asking me to stay?" he asks. I nod.

"I don't mind," I whisper.

He kisses the top of my head.

"Okay," he says.

"But first a shower," he says.

"You don't think their having sex in there do you?" I ask.

"Nah, sounds more like it's coming from the..."

"Don't say living room..."

"I'm afraid to look," he laughs.

"I have paper towels..."

"That'll have to do," he says.

I laugh.

"I missed you," I confess.

He takes my face and turns it towards him. He caresses my right cheek and I smile at him.

"I missed you too, my right hand is just not the..."

"Really?" I laugh hitting him again in the chest.

He pulls me into him snuggling close and planting another kiss on my head. After a few minutes we clean up with the help of some paper towels and lay back down in my bed. Jace is quiet and within a few minutes I hear him lightly snoring. He must have been exhausted. I close my eyes and it takes a bit of time before they feel tired. My mind races with everything that happened today and I just wonder how long this will all last until shit hits the fan.