▪️ Emily ▪️ “Have been with girls, sure. But here today and gone tomorrow. A couple of months and we grew bored. That’s how it always was. They weren’t real relationships. Maybe…” He stopped and chewed his lip, looking sweetly vulnerable. “Maybe because I was always comparing them to you.” “Me?” she repeated. “What’re you saying?” Ace, who hadn’t removed his hands from Emily’s shoulders, now slid them around her neck. “I’ve already told you I had a crush on you. From the first time I saw you at my parents’ apartment, standing a step or two behind Liam, looking all nervous and out of place yet so damn sexy, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” “And now here we are.” Emily framed Ace’s face with her hands. “All these years later and I’m not much smarter than I was back then.” “You didn’t need to be. I was the one who had growing up to do. And I know what I want and who. You.” “I’m right here.” “So am I. I’ve never b
▪️ Emily ▪️ “You have to ask? For him to pull this shit while I’m struggling with what happened to Liam and Olivia is inconceivable to me.” “I’m going to bitch-slap him about that, don’t you worry. But don’t fire someone because of what they did to me. I can handle my shit on my own. Simone might be a jerk, but I think we can figure out how to work together if I have a chance to talk to him face-to-face.” Ace glared at Emily. “I hope he hasn’t left yet. Maybe I can talk to him. Jesus, what a dumbass move.” Leaving Emily behind, Ace rushed to the elevators and slipped into an open one. The door closed in Emily’s face, and she stood there dumbfounded. Why would she want to work with someone who did that to him? He’s even crazier than I thought. Shaking her head, she headed to the elevators, wondering what the hell was going on. ************▪️Ace▪️ The last thing Ace wanted was for someone to lose their job, even someone like S
▪️Ace▪️ Ace snapped out of a dirty fantasy of Emily—dressed all in black, stalking into the bedroom where he lay naked—to stare openmouthed at Simone . It took guts to admit that, and he darted a glance at Emily to gauge her reaction, but as usual the woman remained a blank canvas. “Go ahead.” “I looked at Ace as an enemy instead of someone who could help, and I listened to gossip instead of giving him a chance to prove himself. I’ve always felt a little isolated here—I haven’t made any real friends with anyone on staff, so I talked myself into disliking him on sight, instead of welcoming him.” “And now?” Emily fixed Simone with that dark, penetrating stare. “You’ve miraculously changed your mind?” “No. Not miraculously. I already knew his ideas were good and that you were impressed with him. So when Tim contacted me and I mentioned Ace had joined the firm and that he’d worked on Croft's yacht, he fed me his version of the story about Ace’s tenur
▪️Ace▪️ “Well, now at least she has a reason.” Ace kissed her neck. “I always had a reason. Not interested being the main one. Now I have a better one.” “Excuse me?” Ace huffed and pulled away from her, outrage dancing in his eyes. “Better? I’m not just better. I’m the best.” “You tell ’em, honey.” Ruth's eyes twinkled behind her purple glasses. “Okay, okay.” Emily patted Ace's cheek. “The best. Is that better?” “No. You’ll have to make it up to me.” His lips curved up in a smile of such wicked sensuality, Emily grew dizzy. Ace leaned in. “Easy, now.” She blinked and rubbed her face. “Let’s take the dog out. Ruth, eat your food before it grows cold.” She turned on her heel and strode away to pick up the leash. Still snickering like a fool,Ace followed her. When they were out on the street, Ace took her hand. “Don’t tell me you’re really mad at me over a little teasing.” Without answering, Emily walked down the block wi
▪️ Emily▪️ Emily kissed him softly, then, as always when she touched Ace, with increasing hunger. “You don’t have to worry about that anymore. You’re not alone.” “Never.” Ace's mouth opened under his, and Emily tangled her hands in Ace's hair and pushed him down on the couch. Golden eyes glittered, and his breath came in short, hard pants. “I need you.” Emily's heart swelled. Just as she was about to pull off his tie, the buzzer rang. “Shit. Dinner.” Mason licked his lips. “I can wait. Just get it, and we’ll eat later.”Emily hit the buzzer, not even waiting for the doorman. “Send them up, Roland.” “Okay, Jude.” Smoothing her hair, Jude waited by the door. The moment the bell rang, Emily opened it, expecting the delivery man to hand her the bag, but it wasn’t their dinner. A tall woman with silvery hair and piercing gray eyes gave her a slight smile. “Emily?” The British accent sounded somewhat familiar.“Yes? Who’re you?” “I’m Taylor Croft.
“What?” Ace repeated stupidly, although he’d heard Taylor's words clearly. “Work for you? You’re kidding, right?” “Do I sound like I’m kidding? Have you ever known me to joke where business is concerned?” Hmm. The woman had a point. Taylor Croft didn’t throw words around lightly, but Ace had no idea how to respond without offending her. Taylor had left her yacht, something she’d sworn to never do, to come around the world simply to check on him. Ace might not love her, but Taylor would always be an important part of his life, and Emily would have to understand. “No.” Checking on Emily, Ace hated that cold, blank expression that had settled over her face. She’d thrown up that damn shield, as if expecting to be disappointed. “You know I wanted to come home to be with my family. And you couldn’t know this, but Liam's hurt, and I can’t leave him now.” He sketched out the facts of the accident. Taylor's face was etched with concern. “Do you need my help? I
▪️Ace▪️ “Thank you. And I’ve missed you as well, as a good friend. It’s difficult enough to find people to trust, as I’m learning the hard way.” Taylor listened to his retelling of what happened with Simone, leading up to the events of the day. Taylor remained quiet, but her eyes flashed dangerously, and Ace saw that other side of Taylor. A woman who was used to getting what she wanted and damn those who stood in his way. “Watch your back around that woman. People don’t change overnight. I’d be wary.” “I know. But I think we’ll be fine. He knows where I stand.” “And Emily? Where do you stand with her? That’s my concern. You deserve someone who will let your spirit be free.” “Right by her side. I love her. See, here’s the thing about Emily. As closed off and unapproachable as she seems to you and everyone else, that’s how open and loving she is with me. It’s always been there, that current in the air between us. Me, pushing her buttons to g
▪️Ace▪️ “A character,” Ace murmured. “Her name’s Ruth. Emily and I help her out since she lives alone. But don’t you dare say she can’t take care of herself.” “Ruth, what’s wrong? What do you need help with?” Emily asked as they approached. “Let it wait a moment.” She waved at Emily and directed her gaze toward Taylor. “Who is this handsome she devil?” “Ruth, meet Taylor Croft. Taylor, this is the one and only Ruth Edith.” Taylor lifted her hand and kissed it. “Absolutely enchanted, madam.” “Aren’t you a charmer? I was always a sucker for a British accent. Come inside. We can have some tea.” “The ladies left already?” He couldn’t imagine Taylor enjoying being swarmed by her friends. “Yes. Della’s daughter needed an emergency babysitter—something about her husband getting hurt playing basketball, so when she left, they all followed.” Emily held the door and swept her hand in front of her. “Might as well go inside. Whatever Ruth wants, she gets, so it’s useless to argue.” “I’m