Ace of Hearts

Tricks

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Everything resumed again. Sehun was up before she even awoke. Going downstairs to find him already at the table and sharing a meal with her.

"I have to go somewhere early. Have the rest." He said pushing the rest of the food toward her.

"Ok." Then like usual he disappeared out the kitchen entrance and the front door closed, leaving her home alone.

Namjoo settled in front of the tv, relaxed, and then she made a cup of ginger tea. Twisting and turning the box in her hand, interested in the brand Sehun had chosen. Returning to the sofa she laid down, continued watching tv, and napped when she tired.

Sometime late afternoon she woke up to the sun hitting the window with full heat. Her face felt like it was burning. Getting up Namjoo drowsily rubbed her eyes. She smelled food coming from the kitchen. Walking to the entrance she peeked inside to find the cook busy in her place.

When she noticed her, Namjoo asked, "Is Sehun home?"

"Not yet. Do you want something to snack?"

Shaking her head Namjoo wheeled around, curious where he'd gone. Hearing her phone rang she dashed forward searching frantically for it on the couch. Discovering it behind a pillow she glanced at HUBBY on the screen.

Clearing her throat, she answered monotonously, "Hello?"

"Come outside."

"Why?"

"I'm hanging up." The phone really clicked. Withdrawing the device from her ear she scoffed unable to believe him.

"We'll see what you're up to." She mumbled tossing the phone down and stomped out the door. Crossing the yard and then through the manor, Namjoo shoved one of the double dome doors open.

If Sehun was going to pull her leg again she was prepared to bite back harder. Quickening her pace with determination Namjoo charged forward, slowing halfway down the stairs when it appeared Sehun was up to something else.

Several yards from his parked vehicle was another. A sleek red car. Fresh light pounced off the new painting and tinted windows, like sunlight hitting every rolling wave. Every inch of the car glinted magnificently. Standing near the trunk of the unidentified Sedan Sehun wore a proud grin.

Cautiously stopping on the last third step, Namjoo, heart pounding already guessing what was happening, played dumb. She should, she shouldn't, but she should happily accept this.

"You showing off a new car?" She tried to sound disinterested.

Don't let Sehun get you, she told herself, he shouldn't excite you.

Dangling a key remote from his hand, he said, "It's yours. I just picked it up."

All her anticipation shot through. Her pretension failed miserably.

A car!

She just got her own car!

Giddily screaming joy, she leapt down the stairs throwing her arms around him. Namjoo actually hugged him much tighter than she would have consciously allowed herself to, but the happiness was too overpowering her self-control was just nada.

Her consciousness swam up to the fore when she felt his arms tighten around her. Pulling away she cleared her throat trying not to be embarrassed. Namjoo hadn't meant to give him an opening to be intimate.

"Can I look at the car?" Holding her palm out he dropped the key into her hand.

"I'll show you the controls." Getting into the passenger's seat he taught her to start the car, where the heating and cooling systems were, the defrosting button, the car manual, where he'd tucked the insurance pamphlets and so on.