The Truth About that Night

“Well…you just asked me to be your girlfriend…” I replied, still completely confused.

I bet my life that he isn’t being serious with any of this. He’s just playing me and I’m letting him play me…like a fool once again…

“Shouldn’t you be jumping up and down with joy?” Ace asked as if he truly expected me to do exactly that.

“Umm…no?” I replied as I glared back at him.

“You’re a funny girl,” he comments while I already lost count how many times he’s told me that today.

“What?” I said, still in disbelief.

“Were you late to work yesterday morning?” he asked sternly.

I cocked my head to the side in wonder. Why is he asking me that? Is he trying to get me into trouble…doesn’t seem likely…

“No…I was on time…” I replied while wondering why he was asking me this now.

“I see. So, you managed to make it on time. I had my doubts, seeing that you were sleeping very soundly…” Ace said as he seemed to recall something from his memories.