Chapter Nine
Warner
“Heard you were late coming in today,” Baldwyn said as he walked into my office, catching me with my feet up on my desk, hands behind my head, gazing at the ceiling, lost in a daydream starring Orla. “And you’re not exactly acting like yourself either. What gives?”
Moving my feet off the desk, I sat up straight in my chair then blinked a few times to adjust my vision back to reality instead where it had been—in bed with a beautiful fiery-haired lass. “I had a date last night, that’s why I was late today. And I was thinking about it when you came barging into my office uninvited.”
“Check your phone,” he said as he took the seat across from me. “I’ve called you like six times.”
Pulling my cell out of my pocket, I saw that it had run out of battery. “Well, shit.” I pl
