Chapter 29: Chapter 29

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Heather's POV:

I watched my favorite show while eating ice cream that Tuesday afternoon. I was more than comfortable. I felt so at home at Shirley's place. I didn't even bother calling my mother or sister. I needed them out of my life for some time.

Shirley came downstairs, hopping happily for nothing as usual. She was like the sister I'd never had.

"Hey, hon." she called happily as she collapsed by me, "I've been thinking."

"About?" I asked amused.

"The handsome guy I saw in your office." she pretended to faint. I rolled me eyes and laughed.

"Your crazy." I laughed.

"He's so handsome! I'm sure he likes you." she wriggled her brows and I giggled.

"No way. And even if he does, I have Kevin."

Shirley rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, right. Your feelings for him are as fake as my nails."

I burst out laughing.

"Shirley!"

"What? I'm serious. And by the way, that Sheridan, your childhood lover?"

I looked at her. I'd told her about Sheridan and everything actually. Shirley was the only person I could trust. When she mentioned his name, I felt a little sting in my heart.

"Yes? What about him?"

She smiled.

"You might think I'm crazy but after the picture you showed me of him, I think that Ace guy looks a little like him." she smiled playfully. I scoffed.

"Nice try, Shirley. That's not gonna make me fall for him."

"I'm serious!"

"Shirley, Sheridan is probably dead. Please respect his memory."

It hurt to say it.

"But you don't still believe he's dead." she held my hand, "What if he actually came back for you like he'd promised?"

"Shirley, we were kids."

"But what if?"

I looked at her silently.

"What if it was Ace?" she wriggled her brows playfully. I laughed. Shirley seemed ready to use any story to get me close to that guy.

"You're good. You almost got me." I laughed and playfully hit her. She laughed.

"I know, I know. I'm a good actor and a convincing liar." she laughed and stood up.

"Get out of here." I giggled.

"It's your choice, baby. If you're still on Kevin, then I'll try to get the secretary."

"Suit yourself."

She smiled and turned to leave but then stopped.

"Do you know what the craziest thing would be?" she asked.

"What?"

"If this story I just invented about Sheridan and Ace came to be true."

I looked at her.

"That would be crazy." I mumbled.

"I know right."

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Ace's POV:

Lunchtime reached but I wasn't hungry. I continued to work until Sawyer entered my office. Damn, I'd forgotten I'd invited her.

"So Ace, where are you taking me?" she asked, sitting down.

"Well, miss Sawyer–"

"Call me Sawyer."

"Okay. I've been quite busy since you left and I totally forgot about the lunch issue. So, I don't really know where to take you. Where do you wanna go eat?" I asked.

She looked at me.

"There's this nice little restaurant not far away."

I stood up and smiled at her.

"Then lead the way."

Sawyer's POV:

We reached the parking and I watched him make his way towards an Audi. It was his. Damn. He was filthy rich. If I were him, I wouldn't bother working. I could bet that he was the heir to a huge fortune or something. He was clearly richer than Kevin. I couldn't miss this opportunity.

I watched him open the car door for me. I smiled and went in. He then joined me in the car and we drove off.

Once at the restaurant, we took a table and ordered. Ace was such a gentleman and so handsome. But I knew he was more than that. He was clearly slow water in disguise and was just playing the gentleman. He was a little naughty and I could make that out just by talking to him. Hm, I liked that.

We ate, chatted and laughed.

"It's delicious." I said referring to food.

"Yeah. I agree." he looked at me eat, "You seem to be enjoying it."

I smirked teasingly as put a peace of meat in my mouth. I decided to take my seduction or flirting a little further.

I kept my eyes on his and didn't leave his gaze for even a minute.

"Any problem?" he asked with a smirk.

"Are we friends now?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Good. To repay you for this super invitation, I want to invite you too."

"Yes?"

Ace's POV:

I waited for her to speak.

"I want you to come over for dinner at my house, this weekend." she smirked at me.

Sawyer was just as lusty as her mother. It disgusted me. I tried not show it though. I did my best to look a little interested in her offer.

"I would really love to. But I won't be able to this weekend."

She looked at me and pouted her lips.

"Ooh, seriously?" she asked disappointed.

I tried to look disappointed myself.

"I'm sorry. You don't know how bad I feel right now." I held her hand in mine, "But since we're friends, I'll make it up to you. What do you want? Ask me anything."

She smirked and slightly bit her lip. I felt an answer I wouldn't appreciate coming.

"Well Ace," she put her hand on mine, "You will have to invite me for dinner too." she slightly caressed my hand, "At your place of course."

I forced a smirk.

"Great idea."

Yeah, right. The only place she'd be visiting would be hell. How could uncle Ken and Heather be so different from Christina and Sawyer? They were two worlds apart.

After lunch, we returned to the office. I was afraid not to be able to act for long because I felt instances would soon reach when Sawyer or her mother would try to kiss me. I had to be very careful.

***

Days flew by. I did my best to be discrete with Christina and Sawyer. Both had clearly fallen for me but I confused them a little. They thought I was attracted to them but whenever they made attempts to get close to me physically, I would always find a way to stop them. With time, I began to realise that at a point they would suspect me of something because how could I woo them, yet avoid them. I had to be careful.

The flying days soon changed to weeks.

I entered the elevator while at work one day. I was on my way to the last floor to get some files from Aiden.

There were about five other people people with me. The elevator was a little congested and so I went to its end to lean against its wall.

There was silence as we all patiently waited.

The elevator stopped at some point to get other people. I hoped some people that were already in the elevator would leave.

To my surprise, when the door opened, no one left the elevator but three more entered, Heather was amongst them. I felt my heart skip a beat. I'd totally forgotten she was to return to work that particular day.

She was the first to enter and made her way through the people to find a spot where she could stand. She ended up standing right in front of me. She hadn't noticed me.

The two other people entered. Now the elevator was fully congested or tight. No one could really move freely.

The two extra people who'd entered had stood in front of Heather, causing her to step back.

I could clearly feel her behind rub against me. I knew she knew but she had no choice. Not to get make uncomfortable, I acted like everything was okay and even greeted her.

"Good afternoon, Miss Heather." I said in a low voice, not to get anyone's attention.

She turned a little, and when she saw who I was, she reddened and quickly faced her front.

"G- good morning, Ace."

"Welcome back."

"Thanks."

Heather's POV:

Gosh, I couldn't wait for that elevator to reach the last floor. I was so uncomfortable.

There was this fat lady right in front of me that pushed me back a little against Ace. I would've preferred a total stranger. I wasn't used to Ace very well and I wasn't at all very comfortable around him either.

I felt the bulge in his pants through his trousers, rubbing against my behind and it made things even more awkward. The elevator was so congested that even when I tried to adjust or change position, I would end up rubbing myself against him. I decided to stand still until I reached the second to the last floor.

After some minutes, to my relief, the elevator stopped on my floor.

I quickly made my way out.

As I walked away, I turned to look at him. I saw amusement linger in his eyes and a little smirk on his lips as the elevator doors closed once again.

I closed my eyes for some seconds before reopening them and heading for the archives.

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Ace's POV:

I smiled to myself, trying my best not to laugh after Heather had left the elevator. Oh, how I loved her. She hadn't changed one bit. She was still the naïve, beautiful, shy and kinda clumsy little Heather of high meadows. I hoped I hadn't scared her.

I was happy she was back though. Even if she seemed to be slightly intimidated by me, I would try my best to be her friend.

The elevator stopped at the last floor and I went to meet Aiden.

About thirty minutes later, I was done with Aiden and headed for the elevator once again. Luckily, when the door opened this time, there was no one. I entered it.

At a point it stopped at the second to the last floor and when its door opened, it was Heather. She was laughing with someone as she stepped in. She hadn't seen me while she entered cause she was looking out at the person she was laughing with.

"Yeah. Later." she laughed.

When she turned to look at where she was going, she saw me standing there at a corner.

She panicked a little and the smile on her face faded. She turned on her heel to leave but she missed her step and fell.

"AH!" she exclaimed and fell while the door closed in front of her.

"Oh! Sorry!" slightly amused I quickly helped her up, "Are you alright?" I asked trying not to laugh. She looked at me, her face red.

"Ye– yeah." she quickly got out of my grip and went to stand at the other corner of the elevator. I stood in my own corner in silence.

At a moment, a few seconds after I'd help her up, she looked at me and I looked at her. I was still very amused.

All of a sudden, she burst out in a cute laugh. I joined her and we both laughed endlessly.

"Oh my gosh, I am so ridiculous!" she exclaimed through her laughs.

We both laughed some more. After a long laugh, we quieted down and there was silence once again.

She looked at me a big smile. I smiled back.

"Promise not to tell anyone." she giggled.

"I promise." I smiled.

"You better." she joked as the elevator door opened on our floor, "See– see you later." she said shyly and made her way towards her office.

Damn. Was this my lucky day or what?

I came out and watched her go. I smiled to myself and headed for my own office. She was even more beautiful when she laughed. That cute little giggle of hers hadn't changed.

I secretly hoped that that little incident would change her impression about me. I hoped she wouldn't be intimidated anymore.

I hoped she would talk to me the way she talked to everyone else or to her friends.