Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
I have to get him to break. We haven't talked a ton since he’s been out of town, but I know his schedule was packed from the second he got up ‘til bed. It had to be that way if they wanted to shove all they needed to do into a weekend. He texted some but not his normal amount. He didn’t ask if I was eating or remind me to make sure I charged my EarPods. It’s all silly things, but I do actually love it. What if he’s getting tired of doing it?
The only reminder he did give me was to make sure I’d taken my iron pills. Which I had forgotten.
Still, I thought for sure he would swing by Thursday night to give me a kiss goodbye. Nope. He worked late and went straight home after. This is another reason we should live together. It makes it easier for us to be together when we have the free time.
The only way to test this is to get him to snap again. I need to do something bigger, and the one thing that irritates him the most is other men around me. He’s got a jealous streak in him. I can’t even complain because I suffer from the same thing. Even though we both know the other would never do such a thing, Ace is convinced that someone might up and steal me away from him. He always says that’s what he would have done, but I came willingly to him.
I want all of Ace. Some people may not think you form a bond during sex, but I believe that you do. I want to know Ace on every level. Still, he holds himself back from letting go.
My phone vibrates in my pocket when I get to the coffee shop.
Ace: Landed.
Me: Cool. Busy. Working on a project with Jason.
I hit send and turn my phone all the way to silent before dropping it into my bag. I make my way inside to meet up with Jason. That should do the trick. I bet he has already sent a handful of texts and is most likely on his way here already. I locate Jason and head over toward the table.
“Hey,” he says when he sees me.
I pull out the chair and take a seat. “Thanks for meeting me here.” I know I don’t have a lot of time, so I pull my notebook out to show Jason what I’ve come up with.
“I feel bad. You did almost everything,” Jason says.
“Please don’t. Plus you’re going to type it up for us.”
“All right,” Jason agrees as he packs all of his stuff up to leave.
I glance over my shoulder when the coffee shop doorbell chimes. Ace fills the entire doorway with his huge frame. My body responds to him. That look in his eyes tells me my plan has worked. A thrill swirls through me.
He’s back.
8
ACE
I already have a plan for when I land. I’m going straight to Kitten and dragging her back to my place. Where she belongs. Work was easy, but most of my thoughts were of Faith.
Not checking in on her made me fucking go insane. I’m done. I can’t do it anymore. I’m over doing what everyone else thinks I should. All of it. Trying to hold back who I really am. If Faith and I are going to be together, we have to show all sides of ourselves.
My eyes land on her the second I enter the small coffee shop. The boy across from her is staring at her like she’s a gift delivered from above. She is, but she’s my gift. Always has been and always will be.
Her cheeks bloom with a lovely shade of pink when she sees me. She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. She did this on purpose. She baited me. If a reaction is what she wanted, she is about to get one.
I head straight for her. “Get up,” I order her when I get to her table. She releases her lip from between her teeth. I watch as her pupils dilate. She’s getting turned on, not angry at my reaction. My cock immediately hardens at her reaction to me.
“Who are you?”
“Mind your fucking business.” I don’t spare the kid a glance. I couldn’t care less about what this douchebag has to say.
Faith’s eyes grow even wider. Long gone is the polite, laidback guy everyone always sees. I can be that man most of the time, but not when it comes to Faith. She brings out a whole other side of me, one that I’ve kept under wraps for far too long. I grab the crap off the table in front of her and shove it into her bag before throwing it over my shoulder.
“Hey man. I don’t…” His mouth shuts the moment I hit him with a glare, one that tells him that I’m not in the mood for his shit.