Ace
Ace dipped his head into the crook of my neck, tracing up the column with the tip of his nose before whispering, "Your two o'clock, black hoodie, you see him?"
Subtly, so it wouldn't look suspicious, I moved my gaze to the man wearing a black hoodie who was outright watching us, "Yeah," I spoke my words softly but didn't move my lips, leaving a grin plastered on my face, "I see."
"Do you recognize him?" Ace asked, warm breath skating across my flesh.
I tried to suppress my moan but it still emitted as a muffled sound from the back of my throat, "No," I answered breathlessly.