Theo drove away from Katie’s house, the absolute worst ending to an awful day. He was utterly exhausted in every way, but he managed to get himself home and up to his condo. He stripped to his boxers and collapsed into bed, but unconsciousness didn’t steal him away, give him relief from the agony rippling through his mind.
Things were over with Katie. Again.
How could he have let that happen? Would it have been so hard to reach over Jack and get his phone? Why hadn’t he done it? He knew why, but Katie had acted like she didn’t even believe the story of him going up the bluff to Jack Harper’s house.
“Jack is crackers,” he muttered, rolling over to plug in his phone. With that done, and no alarm set for tomorrow, he was finally able to fall asleep.
But he didn’t sleep well, always just a
