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my hair out of its ponytail.
    "No." She let her fingers glide through my
hair before she grabbed a jar of hair wax from her dresser and
started taking the limp brown layers and flipping them at the ends
as they fell against my face. "But the best ideas never are."
     
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    I walked down the long, glaring white hallway
toward the security office, hoping that Ace would be there. I felt
like I looked really stupid wearing the low-cut shirt and all the
makeup that Jen made me wear. I thought I looked like some kind of
desperate housewife, but Jen kept assuring me that I looked great
and pushed me out of the room before Riley could get out of the
bathroom and figure out what we were up to.
    As the door to the security office slid open,
I tried to hide the huge grin that wanted to spread across my face,
as I saw that Ace was sitting there.
    “Hey Alex, ready to do some more overtime?"
He glanced at me, but then when he actually saw me he spun his
chair so that he was completely facing me, covering his mouth to
stifle a laugh.
    “What’s so funny?" I crossed my arms, trying
to cover my gaping chest and walk toward him.
    He removed his hand from his mouth and stood
up, inching toward me. “Are you trying to seduce me, Mrs.
Robinson?" I could feel the coldness from his body as if his skin
were practically on me, while his eyes peered down into mine.
    I gulped before regaining my composure and
looking up at him. “Quoting one of my favorite movies is not going
to make up for you laughing at me.”
    “You know this whole look might be complete
if you had contacts and got rid of the glasses."
    I tried not to stare, but my lips were
quivering with each word he breathed onto my face.
    “Well, that’s not going to happen since I’m
allergic to contact lenses, so I guess you’ll just have to get used
to my four eyes." I tried to look defiant as I adjusted my glasses,
but couldn’t deny how weak I was getting in the knees. I couldn’t
tell if it was because I didn’t have my temperature control suit on
or if my body was actually just overcome with a cold chill from Ace
being so close.
    “There is always eye surgery." He lifted his
hands and removed my glasses, his fingers gliding through my hair
and sending tingles through my scalp before he set them aside. “All
those fancy eye surgeries are just eye doctors using Caltian saliva
to cure people’s bad vision.”
    “Really?" I tried not to let my voice waver,
but as I stared at his lips, so close to mine, it was hard not
to.
    “Yeah." His fingers moved to the side of my
face. “Do you want me to try it?”
    “Um, sure." There was no way that I would
have ever said no to anything he asked me to do, especially when he
had his hands on my face and was looking at me with that intense
stare. And well, I wanted to be able to see without having to wear
glasses all the time.
    “Alright now, hold still and open your eyes
really wide." He pressed his gloved palms against my temples and
moved his lips, so they were only an inch from my face.
    I opened my eyes really wide, thinking that I
must look ridiculous. “Ready.”
    He sucked in a huge breath, making a gurgling
sound as if he was going to spit, and then pulled away in a fit of
laughter that left him holding his stomach and leaning over.
    “What’s so funny? Did I really look that
stupid?" I quickly grabbed my glasses and slid them back on, trying
to ignore how hot my face felt. Even though most of his body was
always freezing, his every touch still made me feel warm all
over.
    “You were seriously just about to let me spit
in your eye!" He breathed between laughs, before walking back
toward me.
    “Well, you told me that Caltian spit would
cure my eyesight." I held out my hands to the side.
    He approached me, lacing his fingers with
mine. “And do you really believe everything that people tell
you?”
    The heat radiated from his fingers and I
couldn’t help but stare down at them. I raised our intertwined
hands. "Why