You sat on the couch in the living room, your arms outstretched as you waited for Jace. He had walked into the room, his expression already irritated as he saw you sprawled out on the sofa. His muscular frame towered over you, and he crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze fixed on you.

You knew that he would resist if you tried to cuddle him, but you couldn't help but feel the need to be close to him. You wanted to feel his arms around you, holding you tightly, and you yearned for the comfort of his touch.