Robin
The whole day spent lounging around with Jay and Harper turns out to be a lot more relaxing than I first thought it might be. Mostly thanks to how full we all were after lunch.
Harper put the big flat screen TV on and proceeded to flip channels non-stop until Jay told him to pick something and stick to it. I was grateful to avoid the headache it was going to give me.
The shows and movies Harper picked for us to watch were a mixed bag.
Everything being so big and in full color took a bit of getting used to, but it was nice to be snuggled up with them, resting my head against Jay’s shoulder while Harper pulled my feet into his lap to rub them.
It was so comfy, I couldn’t stop myself from drifting off.
Waking up to see the movie has changed and the lights have been dimmed, I realize I’m lying down where Jay was sitting before, and Harper is laying down facing the other direction, hislegs behind me on the couch. Sitting up, I notice the TV has been muted, too.
Harper’s sound asleep. He doesn’t stir, even when I lift the sheets and get up from the couch.
I can hear talking in the bedroom, so I guess Jay’s on the phone.
I walk over to the fridge and take out a bottle of water.
Opening it, I stay by the kitchen counter.
I take a few sips and close the bottle, setting it down on the table.
It’s probably dinner time. I shouldn’t be thinking about food, after all I ate at lunch, but my stomach does grumble so I guess I could probably eat again soon.
Jay steps out of the bedroom and nods at me.
I put my finger to my lips and motion to the couch where Harper’s still sleeping.
He motions to me to come to the bedroom.
My stomach flutters.
I know he’s not beckoning me over to start something, but I can’t help the way his gesture makes my body feel. If he did want to take me to bed, I wouldn’t say no.
I leave my water on the table and follow him into the bedroom.
He stops a few steps inside the room.
I close the door behind me as I wait for him to explain why he brought me in here.
He seems a little pensive before he lifts his gaze to mine.
“I answered your phone again.”
The admission only surprises me because I didn’t think anyone would call, besides one of our Alphas, maybe. I don’t know why he’d be looking at me like that if the call was from Falcon or Shayne.
“Um, okay?” I answer.
“It was a Detective Waterman.”
I blink. “Did she … What did she say? Can I call her back?”
“She didn’t tell me much. She did say she had a new lead that you would want to know about, and she said she would come by Goldcrest tomorrow to speak to you, after she checked it out.”
“A new lead,” I murmur, knowing that can only mean one thing.
“I’m not sure what she meant,” he goes on. “But I’m assuming you have some idea?”
