Ace could not believe what Winter had done.
As he ran from one place to another - crossing roads in a haste and passing through street after street, he could not help but play in his mind the scenes of what went down earlier. They were cornered at that aisle back at the bookstore, and they were only by themselves. For teens like them, it would have been a horrendous experience.
But then, what happened was out of his expectations. Both of them were supposed to be nowhere near in control there. However, she went ahead and tried to be in command.
"Alright, I'll go with you. But spare this boy. He has nothing to do with me."
Winter came up with the decision to follow them without resisting - all for his sake. Ace watched her negotiate with them in such a calm and composed demeanor. And all he could think about was how she could be so self-possessed that she appeared as if she really took control.
