Chapter 64 Still Caught In The Middle

• Jace POV
• I struggle through the entire lovemaking session. My body moves, but my mind drifts elsewhere. I close my eyes, and every time I do, Sheila’s face floats into view, in high definition—her smile, the way her hair hangs when the breeze goes through it, the way her eyes softened whenever she catches me brooding. Ah, damn. Why now? Why this moment when everything I wanted is now in my grasp?
• The memories come uninvited, like whispers at the back of my mind, and it is louder than the sound of Alina’s sighs beneath him.