Jace

“Go, go, go!” Anna screamed at Maxim, tapping her foot on the ground.

“I'm going, stop yelling!” he snapped and when she pierced him with one of her challenging glares, he shut his mouth and disappeared to the first floor to grab his suitcase.

My cousin turned to me and crossed her arms. She cocked an eyebrow.

“Aren't you going to tell your girlfriend we're leaving?”

I rolled my eyes.

“She's not my girlfriend, she's just a neighbor,” I retorted. But would I want Claire as my girlfriend? Probably. If she was open to that. But she wasn't, so it was out of the picture.

“Right,” she drawled with...