Page 52 of Dare You to Catch Me
“I'm just worried about you, and now you want to race a Heathens driver. It's Zeke, he's the best driver.”
“Zee, please understand I can't tell you this, but I can tell you I'm married.” I end that last sentence playfully.
“WHAT? To whom?”
“Remember that guy that drove my car after my last race.”
“Yeah.”
“That's him. But keep that between us okay.”
“Em, were you forced to do that?”
“Well, not exactly, but I love him Zee and I don't regret it.” I told him. I don’t regret marrying Ace. I regret how things happened but what can I do about it now?
“Okay, if you're sure. I'll make the calls. You've got two hours.”
“Thanks Zee, I'll see you then.”
Our call ends. Hitting the lock button on the side of my phone, I twist my phone in my hand as my mind begins to wander; never a good thing.
My excitement is through the roof. I am so fucking excited to get back into my car, I can't stand it, but yet, I'm not running out of this house. The drive to push myself to get dressed and go race, isn't there. Why? I love racing; this isn't me.
Ace was about to say something before Bear barged in and I didn't like the way it sounded. The Bear situation, well, it's going to stop. I'm tired of people coming between Ace and I's relationship. I'm cool with their past, whatever they did together, which I can imagine what they've done; fuck I've imagined having two men at once, but I'veimagine a lot more than just that.
If this was different, maybe, but I'm married to Ace. Our marriage may have started as a contract, but it's definitely not now. He gives me everything I need, in so many pleasurable ways. He may be the only man I've been with, but I'm okay with that. I waited twenty one years to find the perfect one, and I did. If we weren't married, and I didn't love Ace, I think I would be encouraging a good time, but I'm not and I'm going to nip it in the ass before it goes any further.
Ace said that I could choose what I wanted when we got Luca and of course I chose him. My dream isn't a dream without him in it anymore.
“Baby Girl.” I jump, startling not realizing Ace has walked up on me. I meet his gaze and he asks. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing. We have two hours. Zeke is the driver, he's already called me out, Ace. So the race is on.”
“That's Luca's best driver.”
“Yeah. He beat me a long time ago, and he hasn't called me out since then.”
“He's up to something.”
I nod in agreement then ask. “Can I say something?” I can't restrain myself anymore, I need to say what I have to say. Ace sits beside me on the bed, holding his gaze on me. “Ace, earlier you told me I could choose what life I wanted and I told you that my life is with you. I meant that, and in the shower you said that you would make this all better for me. Please don't push me away thinking that's what's best.” His hand cups my cheek, deepening his gaze. “I didn't say that to push you away Emma, I said that because I want you to be happy and whatever that life is, that's what I want for you. It breaks me seeing you hurt.”
“I would hurt being away from you at this point, Ace.”
“This conversation sounds very familiar, when you told me weare safer together.” He says playfully, knowing yes we have been here before. “And I was right.” He leans in and presses his lips to mine before he hovers, whispering. “Yes, you were.” His arm wraps around me, pushing me back on the bed, laying on top of me, claiming my lips in a hot meaningful kiss, and I embrace it.
His hand slides down my side, reaching my waist, then his hand stops. And then he starts tickling me, fucking tickling me and I completely loose it. I squirm under him as the laugh rockets out of my throat. His playful laugh echoes in my ears, as he continues to pin me with his body and his fingers tickle across my now bare skin.
“Oh, my god, Ace stop!” I wrap my legs around his waist and with all my force, I flip him off me, pinning him under me as I straddle him, looking down at him.
“Fuck, Baby Girl.” With one hand hooked around my hip, the other slides up and massages my bare tit, feeling him grow between my legs through his pants. I lean down and press my lips to his and his arms wrap around me, holding me tight against his chest, before I pull back and whisper on his lips. “I have to check my car over and we only have two hours.”
“I already did.” He smirks.
I smile against his lips, before I say. “You're spoiling me, Mr. Collins.”
“I'm just getting started, Baby Girl.” He peels his back from the bed, sitting up as I continue to straddle him, his hands slide down cupping my ass cheeks firmly in his hands. “Let's get this race over so we can come back and finish this.” I nod and press a sweet kiss to his cheek before I slide from his lap.
“Meet me in my office when you're done, don't forget-” “I know, my bracelet.” I sass.
