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It
barely missed my head.
    “ I don’t know.”
    “ Are you unable to accept
compliments or something? Because that’s what it was. Or do I
repulse you?”
    I stared at his body. Clearly
nothing about a guy with such a fit physique was repulsing. And he
was extremely good looking. He had amazing blue eyes and messy
hair. Awesome lips. I could go on and on.
    “ No I don’t think that,” I
stumbled for words; I didn’t want to sound like a moron.
    “ What do you think?” he asked as
he worked.
    “ I think you seem nice, a little
mysterious, and you’re definitely not repulsive,” I
laughed.
    “ Come out with me sometime. We can
hang out, talk some more. Maybe I can pick at your brain and find
out what really is going on in there.”
    I was thrilled.
    “ Yeah,” I said,
watching him as he moved quickly from one end to the other on the
roof. His body glistened in the sun from sweating. My dad came out onto the porch with his paper; he sat
down next to me.
    “ What we got going on here?” he
asked, nearly sitting on me. I moved over in disgust. He always had
a way of ruining the mood.
    “ Nothing much, just sitting
outside.” I scratched a mosquito bite on my leg. “Trying to enjoy
the nice weather.”
    “ You should
really get out some,” he said, opening his paper, elbowing me in
the side as he read. If I could think of one thing my dad wasn’t, it was subtle.
    When it came to us children,
he was overpowering in everything he said and did. I scooted over,
sneaking a peek at Ace on the roof. He stood up surveying his work,
then hopped down. My dad tossed the paper
on the steps and stood up as Ace came walking up, wiping his head
on his shirt.
    “ All set?” my
dad asked.
    “ Oh yeah, got all of it patched.
It really wasn’t as bad as we thought. You should be good for quite
some time now.”
    I couldn’t keep my mind off
of his invitation. Or his rippling muscles. Or how he had that
little happy trail that most guys had. I was starting to think I
had gone crazy considering the amount of
energy I was using thinking about him.
    It was a sudden interest. I
wanted to know everything about him; I was drawn to his whole
being. Ace looked at me as my dad went on
chattering. He gave a small grin as if he knew what I was thinking.
I darted my eyes away looking out into the woods by the
house.
    My dad turned looking at me as well. He stared at me funny and then
back at Ace. I think he was getting the vibe there was something
going on.
    “ Well, thank you once again Ace. I
hope this is enough for a job well done.” He handed him some cash
then headed up the porch steps and into the house, the door making
a soft screech as it thudded shut.
    Ace gathered his things from the
ground. “When would be a good time for you to come hang out?” he
asked me, throwing his shirt over his shoulder.
    “ Whenever,” I shrugged.
    “ How about now then?”
    “ Now? Uh, okay, where’re we
going?” I hopped up from the porch steps dusting my pants
off.
    He headed to a black pick up, all
nice and shiny and new looking. I was impressed that he drove such
a nice vehicle; it fit his personality: powerful, looming, and
mysterious. He opened his door hopping in and popped mine open from
the inside.
    He wasn’t much of a gentleman but
that didn’t bother me at all- I wasn’t for all the mushy emotional
behavior.
    “ I want to head back to my place
and get changed if you don’t mind waiting,” he asked, barreling out
of the driveway.
    I wasn’t too worried if my
dad saw me leave; he probably had his nose
in his paper anyway.
    “ Sounds good.”
    Pulling up to his house, I noticed
that the house was nothing like I expected it to be. It was a
rather large new age type home- one of those retro chic styled
homes with skylights and a landscaped lawn. As I walked up I
noticed how well maintained the lawn was, how clean the windows
were, and how it didn’t look like a younger guy could possibly live
there.
    “ Is this really