ANDY
It took me several seconds to refocus.
The pounding had dragged me out of sleep so abruptly that my mind was still catching up. I rubbed my face, pushed loose strands of messy blonde hair from my eyes, and listened as another series of heavy knocks shook the apartment door.
My irritation quickly replaced my confusion.
If that was Gideon, I was going to break his nose for waking me up. Then I was going to file for a restraining order because showing up at my apartment after everything that had happened had officially crossed the line into stalking.
Except there was one problem with all of this, and that was: How the hell had he even found me?
I had left my SIM card miles away and had told Gideon absolutely nothing about my family. As far as he knew, I had no family left. I had sp
