**Jax**
The sound of Trent whistling woke me from a fitful sleep. I sat up and stretched. "Someone had a good night."
He stood in the kitchen, coffee mug clutched in his hands. "Good doesn't do it justice. Though, somehow, I ended up giving her the ten bucks. Not quite sure how that happened." He laughed and held up the steaming cup. "Want some? Looks like you could use it."
Groaning, I stood and shuffled into the kitchen. I hadn't been able to fall asleep last night. Partly because I kept replaying my conversation with Piper, but mostly because I heard her pacing in her room. She'd been awake and restless, just like I had been.
Trent handed me a cup of coffee. "Rough night?" he asked.