“All right, fine. But I’m waiting right here for you.”
“Whatever.”
Sunday Jane and Bryce had gone to a nearby park for a jog and Bryce had found her quiet unsettling. When he’d asked about the phone call, she’d shut down and picked up her pace. He had a hard time keeping up with her.
Monday at work she was apologetic and even brought him a coffee. “It was bad news,” she said. “I just need a bit of time to process it. I shouldn’t have called you yesterday.”
He kissed her forehead. “I’m glad you did. I don’t mind when you act like a bitch.”
“Don’t let Carter catch you talking like that,” she said and like that things were back to normal between them.
They went to paint kitchen baseboards on Wednesday. The house was nearly complete and Jane was completely taken with the place. “I’ll nev
