Page 19 of Already Callin’ You Mine

And there it is—the I’m small-town royalty attitude. And here I thought maybe he’d grown out of that. Nope.

“And I don’t need to cheat to do it,” he adds softly.

Ohhh, that’s it. The gloves are coming off.

“No, you’re handed everything on a silver platter,” I retort.

Bronwyn looks between us, her eyes flicking back and forth, the tension in the room building. It’s clear she doesn’t know what to say, made only worse by the fact that I have nothing else to add. Because anything else I do say is going to be mean.

Flat out, one hundred percent, pure mean.

So I’m keeping my mouth shut.

“Right, well I’ve got Munch. I’ll tell Gus we’re looking at organizing the event with EmpowHER.”

He pushes up from his chair, giving Bronwyn a nod as he turns to go, not bothering to acknowledge me at all. Figures.

Jackass…

“And the stranger danger campaign!” Bronwyn calls after him.

Jace doesn’t bother to turn around, lifting an arm to halfway wave her off. “I’ll think about it.”

Seriously, what a jackass.

Bronwyn waits a full ten seconds after he disappears, making sure he’s really gone.

“Keep coming up with ideas. We’re gonna do this with or without him.”

Oh, I’m going to like working with this woman.