Chapter 8
Joe woke to the smell of coffee. He lay in bed a few minutes, debating whether he wanted to get up, but the lure of coffee proved too strong to fight. He swung his legs over the bed and sat up.
From the charger on the nightstand, his phone pinged. Danny’s text from last night instantly flashed through his mind.
I need to talk to you.
Last evening, Joe had ignored it, but Kris hadn’t. That text had thrown a wrench into their night. When they’d gone inside to join Chase and Karen, Chase told them she’d agreed to let him drive her home.
Kris hadn’t been thrilled, but he’d asked how much longer Joe planned on staying. Joe had seen that Kris wanted to go, so they’d said their good-byes and headed back to the house.
The ride home had been quiet—the connection between them cut the
