Page 6 of The Plus One

But tonight? Maybe it was the drinks. Because that man was fine as hell. I was a pretty tall woman at five-seven but Ace easily towered over me. He was brown skin with locs that were normally pulled away from his face. He had the prettiest brown eyes and I wasn't sure if it was the liquor but they were intoxicating.

He had on a plain black t-shirt that fit his broad shoulders perfectly, exposing his tattooed arms.His watch definitely cost more than my first car. And his face... His face made me understand why half the women in this bar suddenly forgot how to act whenever he walked past.

This liquor had me ready to risk it all just for a chance to sit on his face. I quickly shook my head and blinked to clear those thoughts from my mind. Sleeping with my ex's best friend was not a good idea. Ace lifted an eyebrow. “You good?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because you’ve been sitting over here for the last hour talking to yourself.”

“I was not talking to myself.”

“Who were you talking to, Kema?”

The way he said my name made my pussy jump a little bit. Okay I was definitely tipsy. I looked down at my phone. “My roster.”

His mouth twitched. “Your roster?”

“Yes.”

“Since when you got a roster?”

“Don’t worry about that.”

“Trust me. I'm not just making conversation.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Can you give me my drink back.”

“No.”

“Ace," I whined hoping it work and I could get my drink back to finish drowning my sorrows.

“Kema.”

I reached for the glass anyway. But he moved it farther away. I stared at him burning an invisible hole in his face. “You know I paid for that, right?”

“And I’ll refund you.”

“I don’t want a refund.”

“Then I’ll give you a gift card.”

“To your own bar?”

“Exactly.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“It don’t have to.”

I leaned against the bar and studied him. “You always this controlling?”

“You always this hardheaded?”

“Yes.”

He nodded. “Then yeah.”

I hated that I almost smiled. Ace had a way of doing simple things that could make me smile and giggle. “Give me my drink.”