The bleep of a voice mail woke Colin from sleep. He jolted awake, more well rested than he’d felt in days, maybe even weeks. He listened to the message from Elizabeth. Where did that woman get her energy? She’d already been at the bar all night last night, found out about the bowling alley, fought with him, had s*x, and now she was back at work, attempting to tackle the cleaning of the bowling alley. He rolled out of bed, knowing he needed to go help.
He checked the time. He could call Moira, but part of him preferred to have Elizabeth to himself. If Mike was handling the bar without a problem, there was no reason they couldn’t work together to put a dent in the cleaning of the alley.
And maybe if he was really lucky, he could talk Elizabeth into coming back home with him.
He took a qui
