Chapter 66

An hour later I was dressed and had just finished packing up DJ’s overnight bag. Jace and DJ were stretched out on the floor of the lounge, a big box of Lego tipped out all over the place as they made some model together. DJ was watching Jace intently; he seemed to be copying his every movement – if Jace crossed his ankles or scratched his head, then DJ did it too. I was pretty sure Jace had no idea DJ was mimicking him.

I couldn’t look away. It was probably the sweetest, most adorable thing I’d ever seen in my life. My eyes took in everything, the way Jace’s clothes clung to him in all the right places, the way his muscles flexed as he moved and added another piece. The puzzled look on his face as they searched for the block they wanted. How he laughed and bumped my son’s shoulder with his when DJ had said that the model looked like a house, when apparently they were making a car.

Then I took in DJ as he looked at Jace, his grin, the twinkle to his eyes as he laughed. The