Monday morning arrived with Daniel’s alarm going off at 3:00 AM.
Kassie stirred as he carefully slid out of bed, trying not to wake her. She heard him moving quietly through the dark room, grabbing clothes he’d laid out the night before.
“Sorry,” he whispered. “Go back to sleep.”
“What time is it?” she mumbled.
“Three. I need to leave by 3:30 to beat traffic into the Bay.”
She’d known this, of course. They’d discussed it. The construction company was based in the Bay Area, which meant a brutal commute—leaving at 3:30 AM to get there by 5:00 or 5:30, working a full day, then fighting traffic back home. He wouldn’t be back until 5:00 PM at the earliest, sometimes later depending on the job and traffic.
“Be safe,” she said softly.
She felt him lean down, press a kiss to her forehead. “
