Maybe it was the way you pushed his buttons, the way you teased, the way you challenged him constantly. But something about you had him hooked. He knew you were alluring, you were trying to tempt him but he didn’t know how much longer he could hold him self out. You and your damned charms, doing anything you could to get him to fold. There wasn't necessarily a rule against intermingling relations of commanders but it was frowned upon.

“Quit looking at me like that, doll. You’re gonna get yourself into trouble.” Ace cautioned noticing the way you were batting your lashes at him. Pleading for him, god how much longer could he keep this up?