Chapter 143

Tess woke at four in the morning feeling fluish and hung over. Jet lag on a return trip from Europe always kicked her ass but not usually this bad. Maybe she still had a touch of food poisoning. Or maybe she was just emotionally wrung out after family dinner and seeing Mitch again. She tried to drift back to sleep and into the lovely dream she'd been having about that rainy day they'd spent in a B and B in Inverness but recognized it as a lost cause. For better or worse, her body thought it was ten and well past time to get up.