Charles Will Only Listen To You

Grace stood by the door, her flowery wraparound skirt swaying slightly with her movements, the soft fabric hugging her curves in all the right places. 

She had paired it with a short-sleeved, body-hugging top that accentuated her slim waist and delicate shoulders. 

Her sandals added a touch of elegance, completing the effortless, summery look. 

Her hair was loose, cascading over her shoulders in soft waves, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation. 

Jace's breath caught in his throat as he took in her beauty, a radiant blend of grace and allure.

Charles, on the other hand, was dressed in his favorite superhero T-shirt, a pair of comfortable shorts, and his trusty sneakers. 

His bright eyes and energetic demeanor were infectious, and Jace felt a swell of pride and love for his son.

"You both look amazing," Jace said, his voice warm with affection. "Are we ready to head out?"