Chapter fifteen
Kaylyn
“Damn it, Jonah,” I pull the pillow over my head. “I’m getting a hotel room if you don’t stop waking me up at six-f*****g-a.m. I’m suspended. Let me sleep.”
“Cole just called me,” he says dryly.
Fuck. I have been avoiding her for a few days. And I disappeared from work. This can’t be good. I sit up, the blanket pooling in my lap, and blink a few times before Jonah becomes anything more than a blurry blob.
“Since she’s also off the Teague case,” he explains, “she’s taking a personal day today to visit her sister.”
I rub both sides of my face. “You didn’t tell her—”
“That you’re here?” His eyes widen. “Of course not. I told her I didn’t remember the address off the top of my head, and I’d call her back when I got to the office.”
“Perfect. I’ll activate my new c
