Ace snapped, quickly wearing his shirt and turning to face her.
"What are you doing here?" he barked.
Zara walked closer, her eyes still widened in absolute disbelief, "Ace, what is this?"
She tried to turn him around, but he grabbed her hand and shoved it off, "How did you know I was…"
His voice trailed off as a sharp pain panged in his head. And he vaguely remembered being on a call with Zara before he passed out.
"Oh, shit," He muttered, running a hand through his slicked back hair as he finally realized he passed out on the call with her.
He quickly started to button up, but Zara moved closer, holding firmly to the collar of his shirt.
"What do you think you are doing?" she barked back.
He tried to force her hand off, but her grip was quite firm. He held tightly to her hand, "Zara, let go."
"I thought you were going to die right in front of me, Ace. Do you have any idea what that did to me?"
Silence.
