Chapter 91 The One Who Didn't Beg Ch2

• It was two nights later when Jace’s patience had snapped like a bone under his boot. He stalked her into the supply closet, locked the door with a click that made her jump, and cornered her so close her breath hitched in his face.
• “What the hell, Jace?” she hissed, but her voice was softer than her glare.
• “I saw you looking,” he growled deep from his chest, pressing his hips to hers. She tried to shove him back but he pinned her arms above her head, his nose brushing her jaw. “Every time you think I’m not watching, you look.”