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Ace's POV:
I escorted Sawyer to the door and opened it for her.
"Goodbye, Sawyer. See you Monday."
I kissed her cheek.
"Bye. Thanks for the memorable night."
"No, thank you," I smiled, "And so, am I sure, concerning your vote?"
"You can trust me," she smirked and walked down the corridor to the elevator. I closed my door.
"Yes!" I whispered aloud, "Ace, you the man!"
I made a little dance and then went towards the mini bar to get myself a drink.
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Monday did reach. The second week.
I left my office for breakfast. As usual, I bought some for Heather too.
I made my way to her office. I reached her door and knocked.
"Come in," I heard her say and then I walked in.
"Good morning, boss," I said with a smile and dropped the stuff on her table.
"Good morning, Ace. Thank you so much, you're a darling."
I smiled but then noticed something different. Her eyes. She'd put green eye contacts.
"Why do you have eye contacts on?"
"Oh, was just trying them on. I have to wear them for a photoshoot this afternoon."
I sat down.
"For a perfume?"
"No, for a summer collection of bikinis."
I raised my brows.
"Oh, That's nice."
She smiled and shook her head, her face reddening.
"Still so innocent," I said a little dreamily, lost in her beauty. She looked at me and I adjusted.
"You still call me innocent?"
"Sorry. The thing is, you're too cute. You've got that innocent, pretty face and– I don't understand how you turned out to be a model. You're quite timid,"
She was so beautiful and shy. How did she do it? How was my shy Heather, comfortable and posing in bikinis, in front of cameras.
"Ace, in front of a camera, I change. I'm a whole different person. Not shy but bold, not cute but hot?" she giggled.
I swallowed just by listening to what she was saying.
"And why only in front of a camera?" I asked.
"You– You don't know me," she said shyly.
"I wish I did. So you would prove me wrong about you being all innocent."
"I am innocent, in some sort of way. Well, I'm a moral person if I may say but– but I got my bad moments too. Like anyone else, but only when necessary."
I smiled and decided to tease her further.
"I'm sorry boss," I stood up, "I find it hard to believe you."
She stared at me and smiled back. My gaze dropped to her beautiful lips and for a moment, I felt like shouting:
"I'm Sheridan Wesley! I'm back for you! Kiss me before I lose my damn mind!"
But instead, I cleared my throat.
"Fine, Ace. As you want."
"Have a good time at the photoshoot, " I added and then left her office.
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"The Last Laugh" ✔️
Romance[18+] MATURE CONTENT! Sheridan Wesley, a little rural boy from a little town not far from Tennessee, had always had a satisfying lifestyle in his father's ranch. He'd grown up with cattle and was used to the hard life. Working in farms and so on. He...
