The Last Laugh

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Sawyer's POV:

I had a heavy lump in my throat. I was so angry with Heather. How dared she? Because of that Shirley! She had no fucking right to leave.

I sat on my bed that morning, thinking. Heather could be really annoying at times. I thought and thought of something that could get my mind off Heather.

Ace.

Oh yes, Ace! I had dinner with him that night at his apartment. Yes. I smiled to myself. I needed to buy a sexy and beautiful dress. I had all day to do that.

I picked my phone and called Ace.

Ace's POV:

My phone's ringing tone woke me up at nine in the morning. I got up with heavy eyes. I'd been so drunk the last night that if my phone hadn't rang, I would sleep till noon and more.

Without seeing who was calling me, I picked the call.

"H– hello?" I said tired.

"Hey, handsome. Did I wake you up?"

Sawyer?

"Yeah..."

"Sorry, cutie. I just wanted to tell you that, well, I'm kinda excited about our dinner tonight."

My eyes were completely open in a second. I'd completely forgotten about the promised dinner.

Shit.

"Oh, um–"

to see you this

wait to

"Bye."

"Bye."

when I suddenly received an SMS. Christina. I

Handsome. I have a feeling you've been avoiding me. Is there

rolled my eyes. Mother and daughter could be sticky at times. I was still too tired to

you later and we'll talk Christina.

few minutes later, she

I'll

my phone away and

eleven I was up. I got undressed and went straight

water, I thought and thought of how I would handle Sawyer and her mother. I had to be

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the day, at around two in the afternoon, I called Christina. I had no choice. I had to make her believe that I liked her so much that whatever she'd done wrong

I called.

"Hello, Christina?"

Ace. How are

fine, Christina. You don't

I'm a little uncomfortable cuz I think you're avoiding

Why would you

reasons to think that. Her flirting had a very dirty side. Even more dirty than Sawyer's. Christina was the kind of woman that if I'd been a little weak, she would've made out with me from day one. But I was strong and added to that, I hated her guts. No matter what could happen, I would never end up in one bed with such a disgusting and heartless

"The office incident."

"What incident, Christina?"

water on your trousers. You clearly

knew, Christina. I'm

and I was wrong to think that I could do that.

No.

forced myself to say.

think she had angered me, she would forever be uncomfortable around me and might avoid me in turn. I was never going to get close enough to win her trust if that had