Laura wore the jacket faithfully through Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday but Ace had not come to see her yet. Unbeknownst to her he was being sent on even stranger and stranger jobs by his uncle. Finding himself with a free night on Wednesday he went to The Two Hills sure he would find one of the Cobras there. But he was wrong.
Deciding he could use a drink anyway he sat down at the bar to order one. Unfortunately the bartender had stepped out for a bit and so he was forced to order from Vera.
"Did you have fun flaunting that girl here the other night?" she asked him snidely.
He wasn't going to deny that he had made sure to hold on to his girlfriend all night in the hope that he would deter Vera from trying to come on to him again.
"Can you just get me my fucking beer?" he snarled having no patience for her tonight.
"Where did you find her anyway?" Vera continued as she handed him a glass, "the nunnery? I hope you didn't think you were going to get lucky with a little virgin like that."
Ace nearly snorted his beer, Laura was definitely no virgin. He had seen to that.
"You should ditch the little girl and come out with me sometime," she continued.
"Listen you floosy," he started growling, "that was my girlfriend and if you think that I'm going to jump you because you've been fucked more times than you've had hot meals then you need to get your head checked."
Any other girl would have began weeping at a statement like this, but she only smiled. "You're sexy when you're angry," she drawled trying to push her chest in front of his face.
Ace hopped off the stool and walked out of the bar again. Looks like his plan of getting her to back off had blown up in his face. Not that it mattered. He didn't need a bar to drink.
He made it home and headed for his Pop's liquor cabinet. He selected a half empty bottle of bourbon before heading straight out the door again. Leaving his car at home, he walked across town to Laura's house, swigging from the bottle as he went.
He reached her house and climbed in through her window as silently as he could. She woke up with a start as his feet dropped to her floor and he took off off his shoes.
"Ace?" she whispered as he climbed in the bed next to her. He kissed her in response, moving so he was above her.
"You're so beautiful," he slurred slightly as he started to slide her nightgown up her legs.
"We can't do anything here, Mrs Morris will here you," she protested.
"We'll just be quiet," he said lazily running his hands over her stomach, exposing her breasts.
She reached for his hands and pulled them away.
"Can't we just go to sleep?" she asked softly.
Ace sunk back down on to the bed, "I can't sleep like this babe, I want you," he said reaching over to stroke her bare skin that still lay exposed in the moonlight. He reached for her hand and pulled it down into his pants.
"You see," he said, running her hand along his swollen cock.
"Is that better," she asked as she began to slowly pump up and down.
"Faster babe," he hissed as he unbuttoned his pants, releasing some of the tightness.
"How about now?" she asked as she picked up the pace, quicker and quicker.
He dove on her mouth, his tongue ramming hers, a free hand roaming her breasts while she pumped away furiously. After he had come Laura hastily reached for her petticoat she had worn earlier that day in an effort to save her sheets from getting dirty.
"Mmmm," Ace groaned as he collected her in his arms and rolled her on to her side. "I told you I could be quiet," he whispered, rubbing her stomach.
"I'm glad you came over," Laura whispered back.
"Me too babe," he said.
He held her until she fell asleep again and then slipped back out her window into the early morning.
He wanted to wake up next to her but unfortunately he had some business to do.
By that afternoon he was exhausted. His thoughts still focused on laying with Laura in her bed he decided he would do just that.
He looked through her window and seen her as he expected to, reading on her bed. He lifted the window and slipped in, only then hearing her softly sobbing.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked her, kneeling next to her to wipe her cheek. She fell into his arms, her sobs now muffled by his T-shirt. He lifted her up and settled her on the bed again, stroking her back.
"Is it the book?" he asked trying to understand. She shook her head and dried her eyes.
"I just feel lonely," she confessed.
Ace felt the full impact of what she had said to him the other day 'when I can't see you my heart aches'.
"Who's alone here?" he asked her, laying down on the bed. She fell in to her usual position against his chest and closed her eyes.
"Have you slept yet?" she asked him.
"No," he replied, feeling tired again.
"Stay here and sleep," she said, rubbing her hand along his chest.
"Gladly," he replied wrapping his arms around her.