The Last Laugh

Chapter 34

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Sawyer's POV:

I had a heavy lump in my throat. I was so angry with Heather. How dared she? Because of that Shirley!

She had no fucking right to leave.

I sat on my bed that morning, thinking. Heather could be really annoying at times. I thought and thought

of something that could get my mind off Heather.

Ace.

Oh yes, Ace! I had dinner with him that night at his apartment. Yes. I smiled to myself. I needed to buy

a sexy and beautiful dress. I had all day to do that.

I picked my phone and called Ace.

Ace's POV:

My phone's ringing tone woke me up at nine in the morning. I got up with heavy eyes. I'd been so drunk

the last night that if my phone hadn't rang, I would sleep till noon and more.

Without seeing who was calling me, I picked the call.

"H– hello?" I said tired.

"Hey, handsome. Did I wake you up?"

Sawyer?

"Yeah..."

"Sorry, cutie. I just wanted to tell you that, well, I'm kinda excited about our dinner tonight." Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

My eyes were completely open in a second. I'd completely forgotten about the promised dinner.

Shit.

"Oh, um–"

"Can't wait to see you this night."

"Um, can't wait to see you too."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and was about to sleep again when I suddenly received an SMS. Christina. I opened to read.

-Good morning, Handsome. I have a feeling you've been avoiding me. Is there a problem?-

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Mother and daughter could be sticky at times. I was still too tired to start a

conversation.

-I'll call you later and we'll talk Christina. Okay?- I texted.

A few minutes later, she replied.

-Okay. Please, I'll be waiting.-

I put my phone away and continued to sleep.

At eleven I was up. I got undressed and went straight to shower.

Under the water, I thought and thought of how I would handle Sawyer and her mother. I had to be very

careful.

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Later in the day, at around two in the afternoon, I called Christina. I had no choice. I had to make her

believe that I liked her so much that whatever she'd done wrong could not make me stop talking to her.

They had to believe in me.

I called.

"Hello, Christina?"

"Hello, Ace. How are you?"

"I'm fine, Christina. You don't sound well."

"Oh the thing is, I'm a little uncomfortable cuz I think you're avoiding me?"

"Avoiding you? Why would you think that?"

She had all reasons to think that. Her flirting had a very dirty side. Even more dirty than Sawyer's.

Christina was the kind of woman that if I'd been a little weak, she would've made out with me from day

one. But I was strong and added to that, I hated her guts. No matter what could happen, I would never

end up in one bed with such a disgusting and heartless woman. If gaining my company back meant

sleeping with her? I would find another solution or way.

"The office incident."

"What incident, Christina?"

"When I poured water on your trousers. You clearly knew it was intentional. Right?"

"Of course I knew, Christina. I'm not stupid."

"Well, now I'm sort of embarrassed. You're an employee and I was wrong to think that I could do that.

You're a good person and I should stop tryi–"

No.

"I liked it." I forced myself to say.

I couldn't believe I'd just said that. But it was worth it. If I made her think she had angered me, she

would forever be uncomfortable around me and might avoid me in turn. I was never going to get close

enough to win her trust if that had to happen.

"What??"

"I liked it. That little touch you gave me."

I heard her sigh, relieved. Clearly happy with my answer.

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Hm, I like that."

"You do?" I asked in a low voice.

"I love when you use that voice."

"I know."

I heard the witch giggle.

"Good. Since you seemed to appreciate that little touch, I'd be keeping a surprise for you."

Hum!

"What?"

"I said a surprise and so I'll just surprise you. You'll love

It."

I don't think so.

"Well, okay."

"Thanks for reassuring me. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up. I hoped I would finish what I'd started with both women. I then left my apartment to go

negotiate with Keith about something. I was gonna need his help for the dinner date that night.