Chapter 32

▪️Ace▪️

At six p.m., he yawned and closed his eyes to relieve the strain from staring at his computer all afternoon. Once he’d finished with Simone, which took up the entire morning, Emily had called him in to a video conference with the candy company executives to speak about his suggestions. The rest of the afternoon he followed Emily into meeting after meeting, taking notes on what was discussed, typing them up, and putting them into the shared drive for Emily to review.

“Sleeping on the job?”

He startled, and his eyes flew open to see Emily smiling, arms crossed and lounging in his doorway. Ace's shirt collar lay open, and his hair was mussed as if he’d been running his hands through it.

“Not on your life.”

All buttoned up, Emily oozed power and prestige, with a haughty, untouchable, almost dark facade. A woman of mystery. But Ace preferred this Emily—a bit rumpled and weary, unlaced and approachable.