The Easier Choice
“Ace…please, let’s stop…” I pleaded desperately.
“Stop, what?” he asked with some interest.
I bit down on my lower lip in frustration before I glared at him as if doing that would send some telepathic message across to him. My real frustration stemmed from the fact that I was certain that he knew what I was referring to but had chosen to act all innocent.
“We can’t do it here. There are cameras…everywhere…” I pointed out without backing down.
Ace stared at me for a moment in silence and that made me feel so open and vulnerable in front of him. I wished that he would stop staring at me like he could see through me even if that was how it was really was. It was bad enough that we were this close and already on camera.
“Do what?” Ace asked before the corners of his beautiful lips curved upwards into slightly teasing smirk.