Chapter33

Without wasting time, I got up and left for his office. I reached his door and gave a single knock. Without awaiting a reply, I stepped into his office. "Good morning, Ac-" I cut my sentence short when he looked up at me. He was leaning against the wall, shirtless.  "Oh..." I mumbled. Damn! His body. I found myself staring at his perfectly drawn abs, his slim waist, his chocolate brown nipples and his chest. I was out of breath in an instant! "Good morning, Sawyer." his soothing voice brought my stare back to his. "G- good morning, Ace." I stammered and stepped in, closing the door behind me. He smirked and motioned me over to take a seat. I gulped and did so. "I'm sure you're wondering why I'm shirtless." he said amused, sitting down. "Um, yeah." "Another employee accidentally poured a hot mug full of coffee on me." "Oh, I'm sorry about that." "Thanks. And the worst part is, I tried washing it but the stain is stuck." I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying. I was paying attention to the kind of physique he had! He was eye candy alright. "Um, well, I can get a shirt for you." I said. He smiled at me. Damn. "Really? Cuz I really need one." "I find you okay." I dared to say, as I stared at him one more time. I saw amusement linger in his eyes. I smiled at him. He smiled back. "Thanks. If it was a up to me I would stay shirtless the whole day if it'd make you happy, but I need a shirt now cause I can get called at any moment." Oh my gawd, was he flirting with me? "Hm, I see." I stood up in a slow manner. If he wanted to flirt, I'd flirt a little too. "Fine Mr," I looked at his chest before looking straight into his eyes again, "...Ace. I'll get you a shirt. But what would you give me in return?" I asked in a seductive manner. He leaned in against his table, looking up straight into my eyes. "More than you can imagine." he eyed me a little, "But for the moment, as the good gentleman that I am, I want to invite you for lunch with me during lunchtime." I bit my lip. Was he trying to seduce me? I hoped so. I loved the totally new facade of him. Not the rude grumpy side. "Fine." I smirked, "Let me go get your shirt." I turned around and slowly sashayed my way out of his office. Ace's POV: I who thought seducing Sawyer would be tough. It was so easy. I guessed it was destiny that made that lady pour coffee on me. It was kinda hard for me to act. Really. I hated both women and yet I found myself complimenting them and wooing them, making them feel like something important. I hated it but that was the only way I could try and gain their trust. I thought of Heather day and night though. I hadn't seen her and I felt very uncomfortable with it. I couldn't wait for her to return to the office. At least my wooing of her would be real and more than sincere. I had to do so without letting her know that I was Sheridan for fear that she might tell her mother or Sawyer. I just hoped she would love me back. I wouldn't get over it if she rejected me. Sawyer soon returned with a clean white shirt which she gave me. I thanked her and she left the office. I got dressed and continued to work. For the sake of my father's death, his company and uncle Ken, I would finish what I'd started. 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."