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And that was how Jace found me

Bent overdown my face

“What?” he asked “What happened?”

I ed to point at the place his pole had been

“Oh hell,” hekill me”

That just sentfrom my throat

Jace had been right

He couldn’t fish for shit

And it was in that exact moment that I lost the first little bit of my heart to Jace Christenson, and I just kneould only be a matter of time before the rest followed

Chapter 9

Jace

“Favorite color?”

“Black,” I responded between bites

“Nuh-uh, no one’s favorite color is black”

“Not how this works,” I reminded Caleb “Favorite movie?”

He sent s Favorite celebrity?”

“Martha Stewart”

“No way!” Caleb practically yelled

“Favorite holiday?” I asked

“Nope, we’re going back to the Martha Stewart thing” I nearly chuckled at his look of outrage “Martha Stewart is not your favorite celebrity”

“She is,” I said “Scout’s honor”

“Were you even a scout?”

“You answer my question first”

“Halloween,” Caleb said “Were you really a scout?”

“I was… es were the pity ones, but—”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Caleb said as he put his hands up in the universal tin “Time out Martha Stewart? Martha Stewart? What… hohat?”

I felt my insides warm as I watched Caleb He was so animated and… free It was the first time in the six days since we’d been on the boat that he’d finally let his guard completely down and was just himself

“Why Halloween?” I asked Predictably, Caleb sent me an annoyed look

“Because…”

When I arched o as my favorite character from Harry Potter”

I nodded “Harry,” I said knowingly