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Chad blurts out a chuckle. “Wanna get in her pants? Guess what, she likes tough guys.”
I hate Chad’s voice. Or the fact that after a month of dating with no sex, he called meweird. No, that wasn’t what irritated me. It was the wordfrigidhe used with his buddies behind my back.
Jerk.
Chad steps into Jace. “You came out here so that no one sees you being punched again, roomie?”
“If your brain is too slow, I’ll repeat. I don’t want to see your face here again.”
Huh?
My ears perk up at the words.
Jace’s voice is cold and dark, making shivers run down my spine at the unexpectedness of it. Like there’s a switch inside him.
He doesn’t budge when Chad stands chest-to-chest with him.
Jace is surprisingly calm when he says, “I see you set foot in this building or anywhere close to Lu, I’ll make sure you can never walk again. Understood?”
I frown in disbelief at his untimely courage.
Chad breaks out in laughter. “That’s it, roomie,” he says, slowly fisting the front of Jace’s shirt.
It happens fast.
Jace does a quick circular movement, pushing Chad’s hands apart, then does a stomach punch, chases it with an elbow in Chad’s face—bam, bam, bam—so quick and with such surgical precision that my mouth drops as I watch Chad stumble back, a startled look on his face.
He lunges at Jace, but Jace ducks.
Punch.
Knee strike.
He spins Chad like a puppet and, in a blink of an eye, has him pressed against the wall with seemingly no effort.
My heart is about to jump out of my chest.
“You are not a good listener, are you?” Jace says with mockery and a hint of danger in his voice. He didn’t even flinch doing this.
What’s happening?
My throat is dry, my eyes widening at the sight. I don’t recognize Jace’s voice, nor do I make a connection between the Jace I know and the Jace who effortlessly holds Chad like a rag doll against the wall.
With a strained angry grunt, Chad pushes off the wall into Jace and turns, swinging his arm in a punch. A punch that Jace deflects then knees him in the gut, grabs the hair on the back of his head, and smashes his face into the wall.
I stifle a shocked squeak.
“Sit down, buddy,” Jace says, taking a step away as Chad slides down the wall onto the floor. “Take a break. I can take five like you and still have an even heartbeat afterward.”
I gape in disbelief.
“Tell me you won’t show up again or ever text Lu, and I’ll let you go with minimum damage.” Jace cracks his neck like this is just a warmup.
Chad roars and lunges at him from the floor, but Jace steps aside, catches him by the scruff, and smashes him against the wall again.
“I need to hear it, big boy,” Jace taunts, towering over Chad.
Chad grunts, sliding up the wall and slumping against it. “Fuck you,” he hisses with a bloody snarl and makes a move at Jace.
