"Ah, it's Daddy Q, and he's come to play with us! Let me go open the door!" Abby's rosy cheeks were the color of apples as she grinned and rushed towards the door.
"Daddy Q, you've arrived. We missed-" She opened the door while standing on tiptoe, and the smile died on her face when she realized the tall and attractive guy standing outside the door wasn't Mr. Q. "Wow, uncle, you're quite handsome," she said adoringly. "Are you lost? Who are you searching for?"
Ace looked down at Abby standing there adorably. "Excuse me, does Joanna live here?" His icy stare softened involuntarily.
"Handsome Uncle, why are you searching for my Mommy?" Abby was naive, and spoke bluntly.
Ace's eyes widened slightly when he heard this. "Your Mommy?"
"Yes. Joanna is my Mommy. She is still working, so you'll have to wait a bit if you want to meet her!"
