Chapter 11
Makayla sleepily blinked and stared out the window with a frown. She rolled over onto her back and turned her head. It took a moment for her to remember where she was and why. Pushing herself up, she glanced down at her wrinkled T-shirt. She was still dressed in her jeans and T-shirt. She glanced around the bedroom and saw her sweater draped across a chair that was in the corner.
She lifted a hand and brushed her hair back from her face, grimacing when her fingers caught in a knot. Shoving the covers aside, she slid out of bed before quickly making it. She walked over to the chair and picked up her sweater before walking to the door and opening it. In the other room, she could hear Brian talking to someone in Cantonese.
A moment later he was turning to look at her. Her gaze s
