Lifting my head, I felt drowsy, very off.
Turning my focus to the heavy arm over my stomach, I scowled at Ace ready to fight him but then remembering last night.
"Ace?" I said quietly, he opened his eyes and stared up at me before turning to his back and then eyeing the alarm clock on the table.
He sighed "s**t it's four am." He stood up out of bed and walked to the door unlocking and pulling it open.
Where's Dad?
We both headed down the stairs and I noticed Dad sitting at the dining table on his laptop looking very focused. "When did you get in?" I asked accidentally spooking him.
He jumped and stared at us both "About two hours ago, I've been doing background checks on Royce and figuring out a lot about him but I can't seem to find any proof that he would have vindictive desires t
