A Guilty Date

I would have felt much better about it if he had said it in some other way and without that suggestive wink that he gave me.

“Thank you so much and thank you for your hard work today,” I replied politely.

I was sure that the director was just teasing me because I doubt that he could act so casual and relaxed if he truly suspected that Ace and I were really dating.

“Let’s head back. It’s already getting late. Good work, everyone…” Ace said.

Before anyone could delay our departure, I followed Ace to where he had parked his car nearby. Now that we were alone, I felt extremely awkward.

“Thanks…” I thanked him when he opened the car door for me.

I got into the car after offering him a smile that I believed didn’t look natural despite my efforts. My heart beat fast inside my chest and it wasn’t because I was excited. My chest felt tight, and it felt like all the guilt that was bottled up inside me was threatening to spill out for Ace to see.

Ace got into the car and started driving. I