Jace yawns, waking, and turns to where Rayah should be. Realizing she's not there, he stands and walks into the bathroom. His hair is longer and his chin is covered with light stubble. After washing his face, he heads downstairs and finds his wife on the couch. "Hey," He smiles, kissing her and sitting at her side. "How you doing?" He sets his hand on her raised stomach and waits for an answer.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late. — Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune
