Hadley throws open the slider. “I can’t do it anymore,” she says dramatically. “I might actually die.” Releasing the loudest, most exaggerated sigh, she drops into the oversized chair that Grant just left. After a few beats of silence, Ace asks her hesitantly, “You alright?” She turns her head to him and smiles. “Yeah, Daddy, just fine.” “Jesus Christ,” he huffs out and stands up. “Quit it with that shit.”
