Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 53

It was just Robbie, my baby girl and I in our beach house; it was like we were a small family of three.

His wife did come here, but not as often as she should. Well, I was happy that she was not here that often, but... she claimed she had important business to focus on and gave me some orders to take care of her baby and left just like that for several weeks. If she stayed more than a few days Robbie would pack us up, to my home.

What was their deal anyways?

Speaking of home, mom was calling me every couple of hours. I could not put my finger on it but she was really worried about me more now-a-days, asking if I was happy, was Robbie being difficult or was he hurtful to me.

I told her that I was living like a Prince; then she would cry. Moms!

Speaking of moms, I called Aunt Marie every other day and we had video chat frequently. Everything was back to normal and the way it was supposed to be. Though sometimes I felt like people were hiding things from me. If I asked they were all back to being normal, making me think that I imagined everything in my head.

Except Liz.

I should have known when Robbie bought the biggest chocolate cake in the world with edible ribbons, real fruits and real edible flowers. It was my version of heaven.

I was on my second piece, skipping lunch when I knew why he was buttering me up.

Jason came in; a suited handsome man in tow. Very handsome indeed. Was he a model?

The man was nervous, for a moment I feared if he was an admirer of mine and Robbie was going to torture him in front of me. But he was squirming on the seat, without meeting my eyes.

"You are not what I expected." He nervously chuckled.

I was confused as hell when he said he was expecting a six foot six giant man with thick muscles, the way everyone made him scared of me.

"Who is 'everyone'?"

And he gulped, almost standing up. Was he going to faint?

"Excuse me, sorry, but I don't think you are looking for me." He must have come for Robbie.

"You are right. Wrong person." He scrambled off the sofa and ran to the door. Was there a moment when I briefly switched my body with Robbie?

Nope, still spaghetti arms.

The man was not 'big' as Robbie, more lean and shorter, but he was packing some serious tight muscles; he had no reason to be afraid of me, not physically at least.

"I have to do this; I have to do this." The man came back as fast as he went out of my front door.

"Robbie..."

"Yes, baby." He called out from the upstairs.

"Did you hurt someone? Blonde hair, about six feet, green eyes and looking like he is going to piss himself. Came with Jason but he is in playroom with Lia." I was still looking at a nervous wreck of a GQ model.

"No."

I frowned at his short and cut answer. Huh? Normally he would have rushed downstairs, going all Neanderthal on me when there were visitors in his home.

I handed the visitor a glass of chilled of water and he drank it one gulp. "More?"

"Yes please?" Was he asking me? I poured him three glasses of water and he was sweating like a pig.

"Hey, it can't be that bad. Are you here for Robert?"

"No." Big men squeaked too. I did not know that. "I came for Davidson, Dave?"