Chapter46

"So how's work on your side at PW? Mine is stressful as ever." Keith complained. "Same here." Max added. "I can't really tell. For the moment, everything is okay." I replied, sipping a bit of my Pepsi. "Normal to say. You've got a hottie working with ya. That Sawyer chick." "Really??" Max looked at me. "She might be hot but she's very disgusting. Trust me." "Hm, oh well." We went on chatting and laughing until Max drew our attention to something. "Damn! Look at those babes!" he exclaimed. We both turned to see. It was Heather. And that friend of hers, Shirley. They had their trays of food and made their way to a table on the other side. I felt my heart skip. "Heather?" I mumbled. The boys looked at me. "You know her??" Keith asked. "That's Sawyer's older sister. Heather. She works with me too." "Man. She's hotter, look at that body." Max cooed. "I know right. Drives me crazy every single time." I replied dreamily while I watched her settle with her friend. "Dude, what are you waiting for?? You seem to appreciate her more than Sawyer." "I'm on it. Trust me." I looked at her laugh. So beautiful. "Go over there. Now." Keith stated, noticing the way I looked at her. "Right." I got my tray and went over to her table. "Hi, Heather." I said with a smile. She looked up at me surprised. "Ace? H– hi." she said with a shy smile. I felt Shirley staring at me so I turned to her too. "Hi, Shirley." "Oh, you remember me? Hi, Ace." "Um, sit down." Heather said. I did just that, sitting across them, right in front of Heather so I could look at her face while we discussed. "You came with friends?" she asked. "Yeah." I pointed at them. The boys waved and they waved back. "I was supposed to eat with them but when I saw you, I changed my mind." I smirked at her and she blushed, "And don't worry, they don't mind." "Omg." Shirley whispered a little too loud and I chuckled. Heather laughed a little at her friend's reaction. "Um, before y'all laugh at me again, lemme go join your friends, Ace." she took her tray and stood up, "If you need me Heather, I'll be the other side." "Oh, um– okay." When Shirley left, Heather looked at me with a cute smile. "Only the both of us now." she said. "Exactly."  I smiled and she blushed. Heather's POV: Ace was someone really nice to hang out with. I found him quite funny and began to really appreciate him. And on top of that, he was hot. I couldn't lie to myself that he wasn't. We were beginning to be good friends. Though he made me blush and nervous, I started getting fond of him. "I was wondering why you left work early today." he said. "Oh, I had something important to do." "Can't it be told?" he teased with a smile. Oh, he was so handsome. He had a very attractive smile, yet familiar. Familiar like I'd known someone else with the same smile. "Well to be honest, I went to buy myself a puppy." "And you did?" "No, I didn't succeed. I wanted a white one but they were none left." "You like dogs?" "Sort of." "I like them too. But I prefer horses." Me too! "Me too! What a coincidence!" I exclaimed happily, "Do you ride??" "Yup." Wow. This was getting interesting. "That makes two things in common." I giggled, "I used to have a horse." "I wish I'd had one. I've never owned one." he said. "Oh, sorry. But If you'd had one, what would you name it?" I asked. He gave me an odd look. "I'd give it the name I've given my dog." "And what name is that?" I asked. "Strike." I felt a hard thud in my chest and the smile on my face faded. Strike? I was silent as thoughts of Sheridan returned. "And I'd like it to be white." Ace added with a smile as he looked at his plate. I felt a heavy lump in my throat. I felt like crying a little. It was crazy how everything or any person I met, always did something to remind me of Sheridan. "Are you alright?" he asked me. "Uh, yeah..." I muttered and forced a smile. "Oh, okay. How was your horse?" "She– she was a white mane. Beautiful." "Wow. Can I guess her name?" he asked playfully, "I'm good at guessing." I giggled. "Oh, yeah? Hum. You'll never guess. You have the right to guess only one name." I laughed, folding my arms. "Okay, then. Shall we bet?" He would never find it! "Yes. If you give the right name, I'll take your number." "And you'll send me one of your most beautiful pics tonight? Nothing fishy in my request, I promise." "Ha! That's if you win." "Deal. If I lose, I will buy you lunch for a whole continuous week at work." "And you'll send me one of your best pics too." I added with a smile. "Deal." I shook his hand. "So, how was she called?" He was already a loser. "Your horse was called, Dove." What?! I felt my tummy go upside down. How did he know?? Who was this?? I'd never told anyone I had a horse, not to talk about its name! How did he know? I felt the blood in my body run cold. I knew my face had become pale white. "H– how do you know?" I stammered in disbelief. "Oh! That was your horse's name?? Hahahaaa, I'm too good!" he laughed. "Ace, how did you know?" I repeated seriously. He smiled, amused at me. "I didn't guess. I just read. Look." He pointed at a guy, ordering. The guy wore a black T-shirt and behind it in bold letters was written 'Black Dove'. I suddenly felt ridiculous and laughed.