Chapter 19

“You best be getting home for some rest, Brett. I liked spending time with you, but I know you have your own business to run. Get to it. I’ll see you later tomorrow afternoon.”

Brett leaned over to kiss me. “It might be quieter for you to sleep at my place. Motels have housekeepers and other guests and bedbugs playing Macarena, so you might not get the rest you need. I’ll give you a key.”

I smiled. “Will I get any more sleep if you happen to get home early? And do I sleep on your sofa?”

Brett was firm. “You sleep in my bed, naked, of course. Close the curtains and the door. It will be dark, quiet, and peaceful. I guarantee you sleep like a baby, or your money cheerfully refunded.”

“I have to go by the motel anyway to get stuff. I may as well just crawl in there, put out the disturb and diesign, and be done with it.”