Chapter Thirteen
Saturday started withJanice hovering over me while I was asleep.
“You’re creeping me out,” I mumbled.
“That’s the point.”
“Right.”I sat up and rubbed my face, trying to force the exhaustion away.
“Are your nights always like this?”she asked.
I frowned.“What do you mean?”
She raised an eyebrow.“How much sleep did you get last night?Did you sleep at all?”
“Okay.Then let me ask you the same question if you already know the answer for me.”
She sighed and sat on the bed, leaning against me, shoulder to shoulder.“Fair.It’s weird being away from Ezi and Rowan.I’m having really bad separation anxiety.That’s what Ezi said when I talked to him last night.And my tits miss him.”
I nearly choked on my spit.“Miss who exactly?”
It was Janice’s turn to nearly choke.“Rowan.I’m talking about breastfeeding!My boobs hurt.I’m pumping, but it doesn’t feel right.”
“I can’t say I relate,” I said, trying to keep myself under control.“But if I had an adorable little human that I created waiting for me, I don’t think I’d want to be away for too long.”
She made a humming sound, her eyes closed as she rested her head on my shoulder, grabbing my hand and holding it.“Did I show you all the pictures?”
“Is it possible?I feel like you have an infinite amount on your phone.”
“Not yet.But soon.Soon.I’m working on it.Ezi sent me more last night.”
“How about you show me while we eat breakfast?”
“I don’t know how to cook and I already know you don’t either.”
“Hey!”I pretended to feel offended.“Seth has been training me, and it’s going well.”
“Yes, but has he taught you how to make good breakfast food?”
I sighed.“No.But I do have a couple of things I can make really well.Like breakfast burritos.Even Toby and Justin approve of them.”
“I don’t think that’s much of an endorsement.From what I saw, those two are garbage disposals.”
I pushed her away from me, both of us laughing.
“Well, come on.I’ll prove you wrong.”
“Right.I promised to go to the police station this morning, so I don’t have long.”
“Do you need a ride?I can take you.”
“You don’t have to.I can call a taxi.”
I waved that idea away.“I’m taking you.No use wasting money on that.”
Once I forced her to be stuck with me for longer, I dazzled her with my subpar cooking skills and made us breakfast burritos that she ended up really enjoying as I drove her to the police station.
