Jace

When I finally got rid of another annoying conversation, I started looking for my friends. It was time to move. Slipping through the crowd, I grunted when somebody crashed into me.

“Sorry,” an unfamiliar man apologized and my brows knitted. He had dark hair and awkward blue eyes that I felt like were stabbing me like knives. His jaw was set and he seemed way too rough on the outside to fit in a place like this.

I nodded as I watched him disappear among the people. His suit was black and simple; way too cheap for an event like this. I ground my teeth. Who was that? He...