Chapter Five

Randy

C hewpawca must have gotten cold in the night, because the grumpy asshole is curled up at my side when I wake up in the dark, the sheets once again clinging to my body. Apparently it doesn’t bother him, but I can’t get far enough away from it. I hop up out of bed and don’t wait to shift, letting this pair of sweats and boxers rip at the seams as my body pushes out against the fabric.

Across the room, my phone buzzes. There’s no chance in hell it’s Soojin, but for a moment, I get my hopes up.

Hey boss, the alarm’s been going off again and Zach and I can’t get it to stop… would you be able to come take a look at it?

Have you tried hitting it five times?

Yeah. There was some weird power surge and now the entire block’s fucked up. Even Soojin is out here with us. Her alarm won’t stop either.

I sigh, then type my response before dropping the phone back on the table and finding clothes in the dresser. I’ll need to change the sheets and hit up Zelda’s to do a few loads of laundry today, but that will have to wait. I skip the coffee and hop in the truck to head down to the Wild Hare, again. I thought I was done with that place, but it doesn’t seem to be done with me.