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picked up the book. I cringed. He was too
smart.
    “ Oh, okay, I get it now. You think
I’m depressed or something.” He opened the book staring at the
pages. His faces calm no change in it that I noticed.
    “ I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have read
it. I-“
    “ Don’t worry about it. You never
write out your thoughts or vent on paper? That’s all it was,
venting. I’m fine.” He tossed it on the floor and grabbed my hand,
pulling me off the couch. “Are we ready?”
    “ Yeah of
course.” I smiled at him as he pulled me firmly along behind him. He seemed excited to be going out; I
wasn’t sure what he had up his sleeve.
    The drive seemed to take forever.
We chatted about everything. The only thing he never touched on was
his family or past. Mostly, I did all the talking, telling him what
I liked and what I didn’t, what my favorite music was, how I became
such a free spirit. All the need to know items. And I didn’t mind
speaking about myself at all.
    He made me comfortable. He
listened without judging anything I said and every so often, he
would grin at me with a huge smile. He was almost amazing. I was
starting to truly enjoy this Ace: the fun, laidback, attentive one. He
wasn’t his mysterious self as we drove to wherever we were going.
He never said where exactly it was.
    He finally parked the car in a
darkened parking lot. A small restaurant sat in the distance- a
place I didn’t remember seeing in all the years I lived in the
small town.
    This time he opened my door. I
gave a goofy grin at his politeness. He took my hand helping me out
of the car, the wind blowing my hair. It was starting to get
chilly.
    “ Shall we?” he asked me, letting
me go ahead of him. The doorman opened the door, greeting us
politely before we entered the restaurant.

Chapter 5
     
    Mean it
     
    “ I’m stuffed thank you so much,” I
said as we headed through the parking lot, the food was amazing and
his company was even better.
    “ You’re the first girl I have met
that actually ate more than a salad.”
    “ Oh really, how many girls have
you met?” I poked him in the side. He grabbed my arm to keep me
from poking him. “Are you ticklish?” I laughed, getting caught up
in the moment.
    I got free poking, some more. Ace
jerked away, grabbing both my hands. This time he walked me
backwards to his truck and then released me with an amused
grin.
    “ So this time I want you to tell
me about you on the way home.” I tapped my hands on his dashboard.
I was amped up after all the talk and getting to know him, when I
liked someone my mood lifted and my dark cloud always disappeared ,
it was just the same as with Vanessa.
    “ Oh, were not going home,” he
said, turning into the neighborhood park.
    I watched as we passed the sign
that said after dark no one should enter. Ace apparently did not
mind that we were trespassing, so I didn’t either. Most people
wouldn’t come to the park this late for fear of something dangerous
happening, vandals or thugs roaming around, but with Ace, I had no
fear.
    We started walking along the bike
path, you could barely see anything, and it was sort of calming.
The only sound you heard was the crickets and the dogs barking in
the distance.
    “ Okay, so tell me about your
family,” I said, watching our feet move in unison.
    “ What about them?”
    “ What are they like?”
    “ Like a family. I guess it’s hard
to explain when you’re not really related.”
    “ Oh, I’m sorry.”
    “ It’s alright. You don’t know
unless you ask.” He slowed his walk and then found a spot in the
grass, throwing down a blanket he had been carrying.
    He sat down, looking up at me. I
could barely make out his face in the soft light.
    “ I can’t see you!” I yelled
jokingly, touching his face, my fingertips grazing the top of his
head.
    “ Shush before you get us caught,”
he whispered, grabbing my arm and pulling me down.
    I sat, pulling my knees up to my
chest.
    “ Are you cold?”
    “ A