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I tilted my head. “That seem weird to you?”
Ace sighed like the question was exhausting. “Trust me when I say you don’t want to ask about the gecko. He puts the gecko in every single hotel room, and every single apartment, he says it adds a personal touch since his gecko, Little G, is part of the brand now.”
“Pause.” I held up my hand. “Is that why they did that huge rebranding last year? To make the Gecko a part of it?”
Ace’s smile dropped. “It was the longest month of my life, well, one of them.”
I wondered if that was a dig at me.
I ignored the pain in my chest and quickly got into bed and faced the wall. Ace did the same, he was slower though, more methodical as he pulled the covers over both of us and laid his head on the pillow. Feeling the bed dip, the painfully satisfying weight of his body on the mattress had me wanting to scoot back until I was pressed up against him.
I’d lost all the reasons why I hated him—knowing that in the end, it wasn’t him I hated, it was myself. It was just easier to deal with if I directed it at the innocent party.
Looking at yourself in the mirror, knowing you were never the victim, but the guilty party wasn’t fun.
It really wasn’t.
I’d wanted to reach out so many times, but I didn’t have a way to, I’d searched social media but he’d gone dark.
Had that been my fault?
“Hey.” I turned and faced his back, tapping my finger on his shoulder. He flipped over to face me. “Why don’t you have Instagram?”
His grin was sleepy, beautiful. “Ah, so she did stalk me.”
“A tiny bit, it’s not like I hired a firm, you nerd.”
“Nerd? Wow, coming out swinging with those insults. Careful, I might go cry in the bathroom.”
I made a fist and tried to punch him in the shoulder when he grabbed it with his massive hand and tugged me against him.
We were chest to chest.
I wasn’t planning on such close proximity. Barely breathing, I finally got out, “W-what are you doing?”
“I hate social media,” he confessed. “And I started getting obsessive.”
“Over reels and TikTok?” I joked, trying to lighten the tension between us.
He shook his head and dropped my hand. “No, over trying to find you.”
Tears filled my eyes. “I archived everything.”
“So did I.”
“It was hard,” I whispered.
He licked his lips and stared at my mouth, then back up into my eyes. “Why was there blood?”
Blood. I forgot I told him about bleeding out.
I’d wanted to tell him so many times, was this my chance? The day of a crazy competition, a concussion, and reuniting under an insane boss and weird office culture I never knew existed?
I took a deep breath. “That’s actually a lot to just… say.”
“Try.”
“But—“
