date: part 2

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Ditching my heels under the leather divan, I confidently stepped towards the direction of the bar. With a head held high, I would walk up to Ace and flaunt my sexy ass, even if it meant he would reject me.

Because honestly, who would want me? I'm too tall for boys' need to dominate a woman, 5′11 actually, and too much of an alcoholic. I have a submissive personality; Alexander beat it out of me. All chances of owning a backbone and fighting for myself were obliterated with each kick to the gut. So really, I am a shell of a woman I once was, before Alexander.

After our eight blissful months apart though, I have regained some aspects of my personality. Most of it was Skye's doing. She shoved so much positivity down my throat I was forced to swallow it and live by it. So here I am.

Except now, I use alcohol to suppress my depressive desires and bring out the exciting bits of my personality.

"Let's play a game" I smirked, sitting on the stool next to Ace. He turned to me, a smile tugging on his lips.

"I love games" He nodded, taking a sip of his radioactive blue drink. Ace seemed his usual chipper self again. As if our moment in the bathroom didn't exist. Odd.

His perfect posture made me realize his true height, and I hadn't really recognized it until now, but he was huge. Maybe, if I was estimating correctly, he was 6′6. Bulging muscles were taught against his plain white Tee. The urge to tear off his shirt and lick every inch of his chest was overpowering, but I suppressed it with a steady breath. Focus, Danny. You have a plan!

Forest green eyes suddenly danced across my body, lingering on my exposed thighs. Ace watched me diligently as I crossed my legs, his eyes hooded.

"You look beautiful" He rasped, allowing a wide, bright smile to grace his lips. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach at the compliment, a light shade of pink highlighting my cheeks. Oh, fuck I'm losing my grip insanity; replaced with lust-filled sex adventures.

"Tell me something I don't know" I winked, grounding myself for the explanation of my game. "So this game," I started, watching him carefully, "We take turns asking each other questions, it can be something as simple as your favorite color, or it could be deeply personal like..." I aimlessly spun around in my stool, conjuring another example, "like your darkest desires. You have to answer, no matter what. But, if for whatever reason you don't want to, the other person gets to offer a dare, and then they have no choice but to do it. Keep in mind, you only have one dare, so use it wisely. Let's just call this... getting to know one another" I finished, shrugging nonchalantly.

Ace scooted closer to me, wild hair shaking from the movements.

"Ladies first" He dipped his head, making sure his lips grazed the shell of my ear as he spoke. His cool breath was a pleasurable contrast compared to my hot skin, sending welcoming goosebumps across my neck. I inhaled shakily, clenching my legs even harder.

"Why did-" I stopped, palming his chest and pushing him away to a safer distance. Ace chuckled. "Why did you suddenly appear in Mr. Lambert's class? I- It's just... I've never seen you around campus before, and now you're like... everywhere" I stammered as he processed my question, searching for an accurate response in that calculative mind of his.

"I was completing my assignments online, sending them to the professor via email. I finally had the opportunity to move on campus and took it. So here I am"

I furrowed my brows, taking note of the extremely vague explanation.

"That's not what I mea-"

Ace pressed a finger to my lips, effectively shutting me up.

"Sh, sh, sh. My turn, love" He whispered, wiggling his brows playfully. I grunted, anger coursing through my veins. Why couldn't he just properly play the game? There was no reason to beat around this bush? What was he hiding? What game was he playing?

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 17, 2021 ⏰

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