-MIA-
I hopped out of the car and rushed to the trunk, but Jake beat me to it. He grabbed my duffel bag and had the door open before I could even protest.
With Asher out of town, I didn’t feel guilty about spending the next couple of days with my mom. It’s not like I was breaking our contract or anything.
And I wanted to be with her. Sure, she had her nurses. I’d met them. They were nice. Polite. Efficient. I was technically paying their salaries, but something about the numbers felt off. That suspiciously low amount? Definitely cooked up by Asher’s assistant. Dylan swore it was the full rate, but I wasn’t buying it. It costs less than a dog walker. Asher was covering the rest. No doubt.
I didn’t want to get into it with him. My mom was being looked after, and that was what mattered ri
