Summer makes too much pasta and brings a share over for Ace.

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Ace allows her to do so, turning his head slightly to nod at the girl in a greeting from where he sat on his bed, cross-legged, laptop set just beyond his knees.

He peered over at her through the thick rim of the glasses he never bothered to wear, eyes landing on the tupperware she carried in both hands.

A smile. The type that is reserved for her, because she knows how forgetful he is, how he’ll remember to pick up a huge bag of dog chow for Diesel but could go the whole day without even a morsel of food.

He literally swallows the dish whole and places it on her coffee table whilst her and Helios are enjoying their shower, a post-it-note that read ‘Compliments to the chef x’ in bubbly handwriting awaiting its original owner’s return.

The shower has to be colder than usual, because she hadn’t known before then that Ace wore glasses. What they do to his usual good looks has to be seen to be believed. So she has three choices — something with batteries (and she’s not sure where she put it), calling Brendan, or a cool shower. The first two … would have involved closing the apartment door. She’s reluctant to do that, and doesn’t really want to think about why.

But she’s fine leaving it open while she showers; Diesel will notice any strangers coming up. Not that there’s any real difference between him walking in on her in the shower, and him walking in on her masturbating, except in her mind. Again, not looking at that too closely.

After all, she loves Brendan. She’s not interested in Ace.

Right?

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