Chapter 18The next morning, I woke first. It took me a second to figure out why my arm was numb. It was Badger’s arm, it turned out, curled around my middle. Mystery solved, I relaxed back against his warm body. It was Sunday, I realized. I was having dinner with my family, and I would tell them about my new job.
I wondered what I’d do if Badger magically asked me to do something with him that evening. Would I blow off my folks to be with him? I hoped not, but I wasn’t honestly sure. One thing was certain — I couldn’t invite him along.
Through the cracks beside the blinds, I saw it was just growing light.
Oh, s**t.
I slipped from his arms and shook his shoulder. He made a sour face, one so adorable I thought I’d explode, and then his eyes opened, blinking.
“I think it’s pushing seven,
