Chapter Twenty-Eight
Cade
I leaned my head against the headboard and glanced over to the bathroom. Amelia stood in the doorway brushing her teeth.
“When’d you say you had to go to Fairbanks?” she asked, her question surprisingly clear amidst the tooth brushing.
Before I answered, she spun around and ran the faucet while she rinsed. I figured there wasn’t much better than Amelia walking around bare-a*s n***d while she got ready for bed. I was let down when she snagged one of my t-shirts and tossed it over her head before crawling in bed beside me.
“You didn’t answer me,” she said as she adjusted the blankets and grabbed the remote.
“Day after tomorrow,” I said as she settled against my side, hooking her foot over my calf and idly tapping the remote against my chest.
We’d made it home
