25: REALITY CHECK

ACE'S POV

I felt whole; the way her tiny hands banded around my midriff. They burnt like a furnace. The heat from her hands soaked through my shirt and denim jacket and unto my tattooed riddled skin. Goosebumps took over the surface of my skin as I enjoyed her touch.

It felt good and for the first time; I was afraid of a woman's touch and the effect it had on me. I knew then and there, I would do anything for Pebbles Hemington. Grinning like a baboon, the wind whipped my face as I rode my Yamaha. I was still a little upset about the way she kept reciting 'oh! Bradley', when she thought no one was around. The first time was a little shocking and funny. But this morning I wanted to greet her with a kiss, then she breathed out those two fucking words. I had to ask Pops about that.

I kept replaying our kiss; it wiped the memory of Griselda's out of my mind. Her lips tasted magical, so I told myself, I had to do it again before the day was done. I must kiss her again.

But should I be kiss