Blaze:
We were only halfway home when I glanced over and caught her passed out cold, curled into the passenger seat like a kitten stuffed into my leather jacket. Head tilted toward the window, her hair wild across her face, lips slightly parted.
Snoring, too.
Soft and rhythmic. I smirked. Loudmouth all damn day, and now she was out like a light before we even hit the highway. I shook my head, eyes flicking back to the road. Typical Kat. Full belly, a sugar coma, and the world could be burning outside, she wouldn’t notice.
When I pulled into the underground lot, she didn’t even flinch. I dropped the truck into park and just stared at her for a second. Her lips twitched like she was dreaming. I wondered if it was a good one.
I walked around the front, boots echoing off the concrete. Whe
