Chapter Thirteen
Jake
Shit.
We were better at this relationship s**t on the phone.
I thought about grabbing pants and going after her, but she’d have her window locked tight by the time I got there.
Leave it to Beth to one-up me with the final word.
I remembered the time she didn’t talk to me for a month.
God, she could be a stubborn brat.
“Morning…it can all wait ‘til morning.”
But falling asleep again didn’t come easy.
