"Right."

Keith had taken a risk, yes, but it'd been for my good. He deserved more than a simple thank you.

Ace's POV:

I called Keith over to my apartment. When he got into the living room and found Heather and I on the couch in each other's arms, he froze, a smile spreading across his face.

"Did I miss something?" he smiled and approached us. We smiled back and I stood up to face him.

"Thanks, man."

"For?"

"I know what you did. Heather told ...