Jason’s POV
By the time I got home, I told myself Cara would be asleep, and when I opened the front door to see the house was quiet, it confirmed my thoughts.
Slipping inside, I locked the door and walked to the kitchen to see a small bowl of soup in the microwave. I realized she must have put it on a timer for me.
“Well, this smells good.” I muttered to myself as I brought it out of the microwave, then I pulled out a chair to sit and started to eat. I was tired, but not too tired for food, or any other thing.
Actually, I was sure I would have the strength for something else if there was a chance for that, but if not, I was just going to have a quick hot shower and slip into bed with Cara. I wasn’t going to lie, I missed her a whole lot.
Picking out my phone from my pocket, I star
