26
AYLEE
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed and panicked. “Jason?” There was no sound. I jumped out of bed and slipped on my bathrobe, rushing into the living room. “Jason?” He wasn’t in his room either. “f**k me.”
“Gladly, but you’ll have to wait until after breakfast.”
Jerking around, I watched as Jason came through the door, carrying two cups of coffee and a bag. “What the hell? Why didn’t you tell me you were going for breakfast? You had me worried.”
He set our stuff down on the counter and I joined him. “You mean you were worried because you thought I’d gone after Davies?”
I bit my lip. “It crossed my mind.”
Opening the bag, he pulled out two apple pastries and slid me one. “I’m going after him and nothing’s going to stop me, not even you. I just don’t want him drugged
