Valentino's [3]

Jace turns to her and sets a hand on the side of her face. "I'm sorry if I'm grumpy and if I'm not giving you enough attention, but I practically died today and just feel worn out, Ray."

I look at him, "I wasn't saying that. It was just...Unlike you." I shrugged. "And I feel the same way but am trying to push it aside by acting happy." I sighed, closing my eyes.

"What do you mean, 'unlike me'?" He asks, confused.

"You've never rejected me before. So I wasn't expecting that." I sighed closing my eyes.

He nods and kisses her forehead. "Sorry."

I shrug, "It's not a big deal." I sighed, flashing a smile. I Looked at myself, torn shirt, blood covered it. And my shorts were torn too. I stood up, "I'm changing."

Jace flashes a smile back and watch her walk to the bathroom, looking at the disgusting mess his clothes were in.

Realizing there was another guy in the room besides Jace I walked into the bathroom. I walked back out, cleaned up. I changed into a long sleeved shirt with shorts and my hair in a long braid. I washed my face, the cuts cleaned out. I sighed and layed back down next to Jace.

He flashes a smile at her and rolls to cuddle, setting his head on her stomach and closing his eyes.

I watch him and flash a smile. "Why on the stomach?" I ask, chuckling.

"'Cause it's flat and pillow-like." He whispers with a smile.

I felt my stomach, "It used to be flat. Now theres a bump growing." I flashed a smile.

He flashes a smile and glances up at her. "More pillow-like then."

"Your laying on our kid." I chuckled, messing with him.

He smiles and kisses her stomach. "They'll forgive me."