Grace’s POV
“I’m glad you two are working it out,” I said and tried to stifle the yawn that pushed forward. It didn’t work, and I had to hold the phone away from my mouth while praising myself lucky that in only a couple of hours, I’d be going home and sleeping. Of course, once I got home from Prez’s, I was depressed and sad for some reason, so I spent my day binge-watching Netflix and eating ice cream. It wasn’t until somewhere around 10 that I realized that I had to go to work in two hours, and I needed to sleep. But at that time, it was already too late, and I had to push myself through my shift on energy bars and caffeine…
“But if he doesn’t behave, I’d happily break some laws and make a house-call,” I joked, pausing by the coffee machine and getting myself an espresso. “Removing his
