"Good morning," Jasmine exclaimed happily as she emerged from the bedroom, wearing Jace's shirt that stopped above her knees.

Jace, who was busy making eggs and bacon in the kitchen, raised his head, and his eyes slowly roamed all over her, devouring her beauty. 

The shirt was of light fabric, making it see through; she wasn't wearing a bra, and Jace could see her perking nipples from the fabric. 

Jasmine, who noticed Jace was holding her hostage with his gaze, blushed shyly, causing her cheeks to turn red. "Why are you staring at me?" She demanded as she tied up her hair in a ponytail.

"You look damn hot in...