Ace
He brought his gaze back to mine with amusement, "I may know the perfect way to say thank you."
I growled in annoyance. He always did this. Ace could turn anything into something completely inappropriate. Even now, all he could think of was getting between my legs. I was beginning to think the man was only capable of two things. Fucking and killing.
"You know what, forget it," I grumbled, stomping my way in the direction of the coffee shop. He was more delusional than I thought if he expected me to agree to such a thing. I wouldn't sleep with the moron even if he was the last man left on the Earth. I would much rather let the human race die than have them turn out to be psychopaths.