“Night, girls. See you tomorrow, hey?”
“Okay!” they chime back together.
Hadley grabs my hand and pulls me through the door. Once it snaps behind us, he lets go and we walk to the truck. “They’ll find any way to keep you there, Sunshine, and this old man needs to go to bed.”
“Tired already, cowboy?”
I shake my head at him as he holds the passenger door open. “That better be for you, Hads.”
“Huh, that didn’t take long.”
“What didn’t?”
“For Kales to corrupt you.”
I push him back playfully, and he drops into the passenger seat. His legs are inside the truck as I shut the door and he rolls the window down.
I lean on the frame. “For your information, I like your sister. In fact, I really like your whole family. They’re incredible.”
He rolls his eyes, but the gesture falls to a soft smile. “Yeah, they’re pretty great.”
Rounding the front, I climb into the driver’s seat and fire up the truck.
In a blink, we’re back at his house and I’m killing the engine. I must have got lost in thought because my door opens, Hadley standing waiting. “Come on, bedtime.”
I slide out of the truck and head inside, Hadley on my heels. I yawn, and he’s wrapped around me from behind a beat later.
“Someone’s tired.”
“Done a lot of driving since”—I slide my phone out and glance at the time—“three this morning. God, I’m exhausted.”
As if my body realizes the time as well, I suddenly feel so tired I could sleep on my feet. But I desperately need a shower.
“Bath and bed, Sunshine.”
Hobbling on one crutch, Hadley takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. It’s neat and the shower space on one side has been redone with two showerheads, the other side with a bath. Lord, that would be so exquisite right now. However, I would be in danger of falling asleep in the tub.
Hadley flicks the shower on and pulls out some fresh towels before asking, “Anything else you need?”
“This should do.”
What I would have said, if I wasn’t dead on my feet, would be, “nope, missing one sweet, grumpy cowboy in the shower with me.” Since I’m barely functioning now, though, I’ll opt for a quick wash and passing out.
I make it through the shower as fast as an exhausted girl can washing her hair and all the rest. Toweling off, I realize I don’t have any clothes.
“Shit,” I hiss, and another yawn develops.
That’s what I get for opening my mouth.
A soft knock lands on the door. “Needin’ pajamas?”
“Yes, please.”
“Decent?”
Um, no.
“Sure.” I wrap the towel around my body. By the time Hadley hobbles through the door, I’m already leaning on the vanity and fighting off another yawn.
