The Last Laugh novel Chapter 48

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Ace's POV:

I escorted Sawyer to the door and opened it for her.

"Goodbye, Sawyer. See you Monday."

I kissed her cheek.

"Bye. Thanks for the memorable night."

"No, thank you," I smiled, "And so, am I sure, concerning your vote?"

"You can trust me," she smirked and walked down the corridor to the elevator. I closed my door.

"Yes!" I whispered aloud, "Ace, you the man!"

I made a little dance and then went towards the mini bar to get myself a drink.

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Monday did reach. The second week.

I left my office for breakfast. As usual, I bought some for Heather too.

I made my way to her office. I reached her door and knocked.

"Come in," I heard her say and then I walked in.

"Good morning, boss," I said with a smile and dropped the stuff on her table.

"Good morning, Ace. Thank you so much, you're a darling."

I smiled but then noticed something different. Her eyes. She'd put green eye contacts.

"Why do you have eye contacts on?"

"Oh, was just trying them on. I have to wear them for a photoshoot this afternoon."

I sat down.

"For a perfume?"

"No, for a summer collection of bikinis."

I raised my brows.

"Oh, That's nice."

She smiled and shook her head, her face reddening.

"Still so innocent," I said a little dreamily, lost in her beauty. She looked at me and I adjusted.

"You still call me innocent?"

"Sorry. The thing is, you're too cute. You've got that innocent, pretty face and– I don't understand how you turned out to be a model. You're quite timid,"

She was so beautiful and shy. How did she do it? How was my shy Heather, comfortable and posing in bikinis, in front of cameras.

"Ace, in front of a camera, I change. I'm a whole different person. Not shy but bold, not cute but hot?" she giggled.

I swallowed just by listening to what she was saying.

"And why only in front of a camera?" I asked.

"You– You don't know me," she said shyly.

"I wish I did. So you would prove me wrong about you being all innocent."

"I am innocent, in some sort of way. Well, I'm a moral person if I may say but– but I got my bad moments too. Like anyone else, but only when necessary."

I smiled and decided to tease her further.

"I'm sorry boss," I stood up, "I find it hard to believe you."

She stared at me and smiled back. My gaze dropped to her beautiful lips and for a moment, I felt like shouting:

"I'm Sheridan Wesley! I'm back for you! Kiss me before I lose my damn mind!"

But instead, I cleared my throat.

"Fine, Ace. As you want."

"Have a good time at the photoshoot, " I added and then left her office.

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That afternoon, after Heather had left for her photoshoot, I went to meet Christina.

I entered her office with a prayer in my mind. I hoped she wouldn't ask for the same thing as her daughter.

"Hey," I smiled on entering.

"Hey, handsome. Lock the door behind you."

I was finished.

I locked the door and went over to seat down.

"How are you today, Christina?" I asked.

"Frustrated. Since the last time you kissed me."

Oh no.

"Why?"

"Cuz you haven't kissed me again."

"Learn to ask," I stated clearly. It hurt to say it but I had promised to myself that I'd do everything except sex.

She smirked and stood up.

No.

Christina's POV:

I walked up to him.

I pulled my skirt up to my thighs and straddled his thighs so I was sitting on him. I then wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Fine, Ace. Please, kiss me," I loved authoritative men. Men who imposed their own rules and were not submissive. They were the sexiest.

He smirked at me. So irresistible. I held his face in my hands and softly placed my lips on his. I began to kiss him. He didn't kiss me back but was just immobile. I opened my eyes and looked at him.

"What's wrong, baby?" I asked, "Please, kiss me back,"