Page 30 of Breaking the Limits

There is Ace, stretched out in the bed. He’s asleep, snoring slightly. I stand there for a moment to admire his lean muscles that are covered in colorful ink. His boxer briefs hang low on his hips. His chocolate brown hair is longer than normal and without any product it’s in disarray but his face is peaceful. Ace has such a thick wall around himself that sometimes you forget he’s only fixing to be twenty-one, but when he’s asleep he looks his age, sometimes younger. It’s almost as if you can see little glimpses of that scared nine-year-old boy he once was.

I study him for a while longer and let myself relax. I have been so tense all day that it’s nice just to take a deep breath and stare at something I love. Quietly, I take a shower then climb into bed next to Ace.

Chapter 20

Kynlee

I wake up the next morning sore but feeling well rested. The shifting of the bed and Ace whispering, “Good morning baby doll,” with a light kiss on my cheek is the best wake up I’ve had since my birthday. I pop one eye open and see him holding out a glass of chocolate milk. I sit up slowly and take the glass from him. “I have to head over to see Axell. Someone is requesting me to work on their car and I have to figure out a schedule.”

I take a drink of the chocolate milk, it tasted like heaven. Ace goes to get up and I grab his wrist. “Hold up hot stuff,” I tell him, as I make my way towards him. He chuckles and I pull his mouth towards mine.

For a moment we get lost in one another but Ace pulls back. “You’re dangerous Kyn. I got to go and if we keep this kiss going I won’t be leaving,” he presses a kiss to the top of my head. “See you later?” he asks.

I tilt my head to the side. “Hmmm…maybe. I mean that’s if I don’t find someone to replace you with,” I say jokingly but I see the flash of certainty in Ace’s eyes. It’s there and gone so quickly I think maybe I imagined it for a moment but I’m certain that I didn’t. He gives me his quick self-assured smile then heads out of the room. I sit on the bed for a moment trying to figure out what could have caused that look then I remember I have to call Mr. Sobolak before the call time for the video.

“Mr. Sobolak’s office,” Megan says into the phone.

“Good morning Megan. It’s Kynlee Adams. I missed Mr. Sobolak’s phone calls yesterday afternoon. I was away from my phone so I was just returning his call before my call time,” I explain.

I hear Megan whisper something then she returns to phone. “Hold on while I transfer your call Kynlee.”

“Mr. Sobolak.”

I clear my throat, “Good morning Mr. Sobolak, its Kynlee. I missed your calls yesterday afternoon and by the time I got back to my phone I felt it was too late to return them so I wanted to call before my call time.”

He chuckles but it sounds a bit harsh. “Well, seems you should try and go for acting instead. That sounded pretty damn convincing.”

“Excuse me?”

“Did you think that by having you replaced it would somehow make me want to represent you?” he asks.

I sink back down onto the bed. My heart is pounding and my mind is screaming no! I had fixed this problem. I take a deep breath and try to sound as convincing as I can. “Mr. Sobolak, I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“The hell you don’t Kynlee. Having Enzo replace you still cost me money and that’s not something I like to do. I will see you through your contracted timeline with Wicked Little Things, but after that you are free to find new representation,” he says with finality in his tone.

My breath is shaky when I say, “But Mr. Sobolak.”

“Good luck in the future Kynlee,” he says, before hanging up the phone. I sit on the side of the bed with my breathing shallow, tears stinging my eyes and the chocolate milk in my stomach churning. I jump up and run for the bathroom feeling sick. I barely make it in time.

I lean back against the wall as the feeling of failure and despair fills me. Everything I have worked for, everything I have done to try and prevent this. What was the point? I still don’t have a career, I still lost my agent and I only made things worse between Ace and me. If he finds out about either of the kisses with Enzo there will be no coming back from that. Tears slip silently down my cheeks.

I don’t know how long I sat there like that but finally I decide I need to get up. I have to be at work in a few hours since I had never changed my schedule to accommodate the shooting schedule of the video. Kenndrix! I needed to talk to Kenndrix she could always make sense of things better than I could.

My movements are slow and depressed as I get ready for the day and head over to Kenndrix’s. To my disappointment, she isn’t there so I sent her a text while I’m parked in her driveway. She texts me back quickly that she gets out of class in fifteen minutes and to meet her on campus. I drive over and meet her where she told me.

She’s standing there waiting for me. Her yellow sundress and black leather jacket compliment her well. Her black leather wedges made her more of a head turner than before. I’m proud to see her have more confidence in herself. As I approach, she must have read my face because she opens her arms which only makes me speed up. I collide with her, burying my head in her shoulder and letting her arms comfort me. The tears flowed fast and furious.

Once I had managed to gain some control and my sobbing had turned into the occasional hiccup Kenndrix pulled me away from her. “What the hell is wrong Kyn? You’re scaring me.”

“My life is what’s wrong. I’ve messed everything up!”

Kenndrix runs a soothing hand up and down my back. Come on let’s go get some frozen yogurt. I’ve got a couple of hours before my next class. We walk a couple of blocks to the yogurt shop then sat outside under the canopy covered table. My yogurt is melting while I swirled my spoon in it. Kenndrix finally asks, “What’s wrong Kynlee?”

“Everything. I’ve made a mess out of everything.” I go on to explain the entire Enzo situation as well as the argument with Ace. Lastly, I tell her about the meeting with Enzo yesterday and how I had made the mistake of kissing himagain. I was moreworried about what that kiss could do to my relationship with Ace then I was about losing Mr. Sobolak. At the end of my rant Kenndrix sits back in her chair and studies me.

“I know you love Ace and I can tell he loves you, but I know he comes with a lot of damaged baggage but if you really want to be with him then you are going to have to learn to deal with all this. Kissing Enzo is not the way to do it. Lying to Ace is only making the situation worse. You need to tell him the truth before he finds out from someone else.”

I shake my head. “No one else knows.”

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