Ari
“Are you sure you don’t want me to take the couch? I really don’t mind.” I offered for the hundredth time as I watched Ace wrestle with the fitted sheet he was trying so hard to put on the bed.
He refused to let me help…not only that, he insisted that I take his bed instead of the pull out on the couch.
After everything that happened with Pete, I felt like I was in some form of shock. Ace drove us back to his apartment but we just sat in the car for who knows how long.
“Ari, do you want me to call Elodie? It might be good to have someone else to talk to about this.” Ace asked, making me snap out of whatever the hell trance I appeared to be in.
“No! I’ll be fine. I promise. I’m just…I’m trying to process everything. I don’t want to drag her into this.”
Ace looked towards me qu
