Chapter Four
Luke ran his hand over his forehead and messy hair as he turned his head into the pillow, taking in the woman beside him in bed. He pulled in a breath, smelling the sweat from another restless night. Sleeping peacefully was just something he didn’t do anymore.
He took in his clothes, tossed on the chair by the bed. Light spilled through the window, and he heard a ding from his phone and spotted it in the pocket of his jacket. He slid out of bed and reached for it, then saw the text from Jess.
You still with the babe from the bar? We’re leaving. Get your ass back here.
He sent back a quick text, Be there in a few, and then slipped his phone back in his jacket, feeling his holstered gun tucked underneath. He heard a rustle from the bed.
She was awake, holding the sheet over
