Ace
Quinn eventually asked, leaning forward and poking me in the cheek, "or am I boring Trigger Happy Suzie?"
I playfully growled with a roll of my eyes, "I really hate that name. You know the cub started calling me that. You're a bad influence."
"Me," Quinn batted her long lashes in a show of innocence, "a bad influence? I think you've got me mixed up with someone else."
"I don't think I do," I grumbled, yanking the phone out of her hands so I could see the different flower arrangements she had been looking at, "do you guys even have a date set, or are you just looking through these for the fun of it?"