What if...

Chapter 3

It was later than I thought, about 8:30. Ace and Mary must've been both resting in their new home, or Mary sleeping in the new house alone, and Ace wherever he lives.
I grabbed an ice cream cone and scooped some chocolate ice cream into it, and walked outside to the house.
The sky was dark, the stars bright. The moon, however, had a few hazy clouds rolling past it, a murky, yet lovely sight. A light breeze brought a crisp night smell into my nostrils. It was still hot enough for my ice cream to start to melt, so I took a quick lick.
I felt for the key under the mat, and unlocked the door before returning it back to its place.
The house smelt new, the furniture still untouched, mirrors fingerprint-less. My eyes wandered around the empty house, and eventually I led myself up the stairs.
A light was on in one of the rooms, and my curiosity led me to open it. I looked in, and I saw a back, of Ace, a towel around his bottom half. "Mary?" He was leaning on a vanity, with a notebook open, a pencil in his hand.
"No. It's Rose." I crunched my cone.
The muscles on his back tensed up after I spoke to him. I tried my best not to lunge towards him and admire his muscles.
His back stayed towards me, and it aggravated me.
"Hi." He slammed the notebook closed and tossed a shirt onto his bare chest, making sure to hide himself from me as best as possible. "Give me a minute." I watched him as he grabbed a pair of pajama pants and walked into the bathroom to change.
The dripping cone was gone before he could come out, chocolate ice cream was my favorite.
"Mary home?"
"She's probably sleeping in her room."
"Her room? You two don't...," it was very awkward asking this question, but I went for it anyway, "sleep together?"
"Your sister might get the wrong idea if we do. She's quite pushy." His second sentence sounded a bit like something an English person might say.
"I knew it. I agree. I hope you haven't given in... She notices weakness, I guess you could say." I winked and gave him a light smile.
The sides of his lips curled up, almost into a snarl, or a smile, I wasn't quite sure.
"Stop that." His face turned to show a slight annoyance.
"Stop what?"
"Winking and smiling and being so confident and sure... and being so shy at the same time... Stop it." Anger. I saw anger and started to slowly back up against the closed door. He followed me, eyes intimidating.
"You stop that, also. Your mysteriousness, your confidence, your..."
His eyebrows raised, meaning I had to finish my sentence. Damn... He was great at pushing buttons.
"Impossible to stop, especially my looks. I can't stop myself from being so attractive to you," he remarked.
I wanted to slap him, push him away from me.
"Who said I was attracted to you? Maybe you should stop being so full of yourself." I slapped him across his face and he pulled his hand to cup it around his red mark. His eyes were furious.
Fear flashed through my body, and he set both his arms beside my shoulders. I would hit him again, or try to make a run for it, but I couldn't. His eyes were holding me down, squinting, so blue...
He laughed, in such a devilish way, a wave of chills flowed up my back.
"What are you doing?" My voice cracked, and I cleared my throat. "Why?"
"Why?" He grinned. "No reason you need to know." His hands fell to his side, and he opened the door for me, "You should go, I don't want to get ahead of myself."
I squinted my eyes at him, and turned to leave. He didn't give me much room to turn, so my body lightly brushed up against his. He bit his lip. "Wait..." He set his chin upon my shoulder, keeping me close.
"Yes?" I kept my voice calm, compared to my shaking hands.
He bit my ear lightly, and his hands fell to my hips quickly, before he pulled away. I stared at him, facing him, the presence of his hands still on my waist, and the light bite on my ear.
"Goodnight."
"You're weird..." I laughed, shook my head, and walked down the hallway, back to my house.
A low laugh vibrated out of his throat and he slowly closed the door.
I hate him. I don't think I've ever hated a single human so much in my life. His words got to my head. Ridiculous.
My eyes slowly started to close as I passed the couch in myliving room.