{NATHAN}
I silence Sam's call as soon as it comes in. Kay didn't have any night terrors after I woke her up last night, but she's still clinging to me like she can't sleep any other way. And I somehow can't get myself to push her sleeping form away from my body.
I send my best friend a text instead of calling him back.
Nate: I'm in my room. Come have our meeting here.
He doesn't reply, but a minute later, he's pushing the door open. He looks at the scene, mouth slightly agape.
"What the—"
I put my finger in front of my mouth, shushing him. Then I send him another text.
Nate: Can't you see Kayla is sleeping? Text me.
He glares at me with the most hateful stare I've ever seen from him.
Sam: This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever witnessed in my life. Just get out of bed and come talk downstairs. You have a fucking office you can use for business.
It's my turn to pin him with a glare. I look down at my phone and type frustratingly.
