Courts in 20.
Take a shower as well.
My phone was ringing because of Mark's lovely texts.
Mark Lawson vanished from cyberspace without a trace. My bed blankets were tangled around me in my bedroom, and my alarm clock was still sleeping.
This was far too early.
I grumbled and wrote down his phone number, forgetting that he had mine. This was the first time he texted me, despite all of our shared experiences.
Romantic.
I got out of bed and changed into something more appropriate. I had no choice. Even though I was one of the first to call Mark out on his nonsense, I still owed him the laptop. I was keeping to our arrangement till I paid him back. We'd struck a bargain.
And I like to follow through on my commitments.
My car was parked in the garage. Florence didn't get a chance t
