Laura
I woke up with a start, glancing around the room in a daze. I’d fallen asleep on the couch, and the book I’d been reading lay open across my chest. I reached to grab my phone from the coffee table, and realized how late it was. Almost midnight. Where was Talon?
I swallowed the panic rising in my chest and pulled up his contact, ready to call him. But then I heard the sound of tires on the gravel driveway. I stood, peering out the front window, and saw Talon stumble out the passenger side of Jake’s truck. He was hammered.
I watched from the window as Jake gave Talon a curt nod before pulling away, the truck's taillights fading into the night. Talon swayed slightly on his feet, his leather cut hanging off his broad shoulders, his hair a mess of dark waves falling into his face. He l
