Jace

Maxim gasped and I was ready to slap him. Why was he showing his surprise? He knew we had to be like robots in front of these people. For fuck's sake, he was one of them! He was supposed to be better at this than me.

“Zachary...” I ventured with a smirk I hoped looked confident enough. “To what do we owe this pleasure?”

I stepped closer to him, and similarly to him, put my hands in my pockets.

“And you're asking me in my own home?” He cocked a trimmed eyebrow and I bit my lip not to curse him. He knew what I meant.

“I thought we...