Chapter FifteenPaige
A whispered voice at the edge of my bed woke me. “Paige?”
“Yeah?” I slurred, blinking in the darkness. The only light came from the hallway, casting the room in shadows.
Cannon’s shadowy form stood a few feet from where I slept. He said nothing, just crossed the room and sat beside me on the bed.
Groggy and confused, I lifted my head. “What time is it?”
“About one in the morning. We were overstaffed and slow, so they sent me home early.”
That didn’t explain what he was doing in my bedroom. I blinked at him slowly.
“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” he continued.
It took me a second to remember what had happened earlier. I’d gone on a date with Daniel the Douche and ended up with a bloody nose. It hadn’t hurt much, so the blood had surprised me.
“I’m f
