Sending him a look, Jace shakes his head and turns back to Rayah, laying beside her and slipping a hand under her shirt to touch her slightly raised stomach.
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
I tense when he puts my hand up my shirt. I relax when he just touches my stomach. "I thought you were gonna do something else there, Jace." I breathed, chuckling.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. — Henry David Thoreau, "Walden"
