chapter thirteen
WILL
I fist my hands, counting back from one hundred so that I can breathe calmly through my nose and out through my mouth.
Morgan Frasier is the most stubborn woman in the history of the species and that’s saying a lot given that both Izzy and Charlie are pretty pig-headed.
“I told you, I can’t … it doesn’t work like that.”
“Dude, I’m offering to help you. We’ll take it at your pace,” she says, sitting on her side of the partition.
Because Jace has his wife on the bus, the lucky lovebirds get the roomy bedroom at the back.
Trey’s kicking it on the couch at the front because he feels too uncomfortable on the cots.
It’s just me and Morgan in the cubby holes that they call beds and I’m thinking about a way out myself.
While boarding the tour bus this morning, Morgan
