Everyone had noticed how upbeat and happy Mace had been all this week and how he was texting someone constantly and no one had seen his eyes light up they way they did when he got a text.

“Mace? Who the hell are you texting?” Fender finally asked.

“My husband.” Mace replied whilst typing a message.

No one knew Mace was even married let alone had a damn husband. The husband in question being your ass.