Chapter Twelve
Lincoln
My phone buzzed while I was tugging the sheets off the bed. As much as I wanted to see her again, sleeping in her scent would torture me. I stuffed the bundle in the hamper, then pulled my cell out of my pocket, a tiny piece of me hoping she’d already reconsidered yet knowing it wouldn’t be that easy. No, the text was from Mikey.
Hey, man, I ordered a pizza before knowing Hannah wouldn’t be home tonight. Wanna share free food?
Sure, what the hell?
It beat sitting here alone feeling sorry for myself about my first rejection.
A quick shower, then I made my way up to the Bird Streets. Mikey and Hannah lived in a white Mid-Mod house with a gated driveway. Every group thing had been at Jake’s compound, so this was my first time here.
I punched in the code he texted
