What did I just hear? 

That was my exact thought, but I couldn’t process the whole thing because her voice cut through the room like a whip crack. 

“Ace, baby?” 

At first, I didn’t turn. The name wasn’t mine, and the tone wasn’t directed toward me. But something in it, something in the way she said it. It was bright and melodic, and it pulled my attention anyway. The girl who stepped into the living room looked like she’d just walked out of a movie scene that ...