The Love of Ace

Chapter 29

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Madeline Love

Arriving back in New York was weird. Because I suspected we'd be going to the suburb, but no he took us to the city. But I know why he did, so I'd be more comfortable.

But he seemed off, since that hall conversation with my parents it's like he's having an internal battle within. I just wish he'd talk to me, but he won't budge when I question him.

The sound of the leather trunks dropping behind me caused me to jump and immediately I was captured before I could fall "you're already disobeying the doctors orders Miss Love?" I was turned towards his body

"He said rest and nothing strenuous, I can't exercise, I can't go ride a bike or drive or do anything to cause stress on my body, I don't think me jumping once will do much damage Ace" him towering over me always felt like a power advantage, it was annoying

"I should get a stool so I can be at your height in arguments" he chuckled "can you make me blueberry pancakes?"

"It's dinner time and you hate blueberries?" He tilted his head down towards me and sighed in compromise "how many?"

"Short stack, with whip cream and strawberries?" I smirked "oh and syrup... and butter?" He let go of my waist slipping off to the kitchen and stopping just before he reached it

"Only if you agree to just rest on the couch?"

"Done" I walked over to the dark sectional sinking into it. The view of the city from here was impeccable, I could see the whole city from here

Lights filled each skyscraper, it truly was the city that never sleeps. But it was also only eight o'clock in the evening

The elevator doors opened with the sound of footsteps following behind it. I expected to see Sloan as she was supposed to come over tonight for a wine night, but instead there stood Adonis 

"Ace?" He scanned the room and his eyes landed on me with a smile "Lila!" he raved staring at me leaving me confused "sorry I'm just so glad to see you, look even better since Christmas" he took me in for a hug

"So Ace told you to butter me up huh?"

"No I just didn't feel like being a dick, how are you feeling?" He says beside me handing the blanket beside him to me "you had Rossi crying I heard?"

"LIES!" I looked over to him standing in the kitchen doorframe

"Hey don't you have pancakes to flip?" He squinted at me turning back to the kitchen as the smell of the pancakes wafted into the room

"He's whipped isn't he?" Adonis leaned back into the couch

"Oh totally" I whispered

The elevator opened again this time Sloan stepped out in her pajama set with small oranges on them and a sock monkey in hand "you look like a lost little kid?"

"I thought we were wearing pj's!" She shuffled over as the pit pats of her fuzzy white slippers emptied the silence of the room

"Bold, white slippers in New York City?" She looked over to Adonis rolling her eyes

"And who are you?" He scoffed as if he were offended to not know his presence "that wasn't an answer, just a rude gesture?"