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Was that merely play, or a genuine offer? He has to wonder, if she knew who he was, would she even bother? However, it was too easy to let terrible thoughts cloud his mind. They so usually did, every waking moment of his life. For that reason, he had terrible coping habits, more often than not involving sexual endeavors to take his mind away from all that happenedâ all that had past, all that he lost.
He knew it didnât help for long, but Ace had convinced himself that he could erase what happened one day, if he just continued to take control over his own sexuality like he had.
Tentative, curious. A knowing smirk pulled back on his lips. Ace tilted his seat further, and tipped the hat on his head up so the brim was out of his eyes.
âIâm not a cowboy,â he adds with a tilt of his head. In the case of Cowboys and Indians, Ace was always and most definitely the âIndian.â He just had a certain aesthetic around him that gave the impression of the former. Luffy made him this hat though, and he would cherish it. âAnd I wouldnât make offers you canât keep.â
Aelin never was one to make empty offers to people. She always had something to offer to people in exchange for what she sought. Though perhaps she could have sought anyone else in this own without giving anything and just getting some information out of them. But Aelin was a woman with a healthy sexual appetite and seeing the man beyond the shadow of his hat, the blonde appreciated the attractiveness of her companion.
âNot a cowboy huh? You could have fooled meâ Despite the casual drawl, the blonde decided to respect his wishes âSo tell me handsome, you have a name I can work with or should I come up with something more creative?â
Aelin casually rested her elbow on the counter âI donât make offers I canât keep hon. I always enjoy exceeding expectations when I fulfill my promisesâ












