The next day, Nora Hart was still in a deep sleep when a call from Andrew Locke startled her awake. Half-asleep, she fumbled for her phone. As soon as she picked up, an annoyed voice came from the other side, "Where are you?"
"At the Hart Family home."
Andrew fell silent for a moment, saying nothing. Nora suddenly became alert, knowing that this jerk was definitely up to some trickery again. She wiped her face and leaned against the bed. "I was on the same flight back with Rylan Selwyn last night. Afraid he'd find out I live at Mount Cloudhaven, I just went back to my mom's place."
While trying to explain patiently, she glanced at the time: six-thirty. Damn it, she had only fallen asleep at four.
Andrew's mood eased a bit after hearing Nora's explanation, like a cat whose fur had just been smoothed down. "Should I pick you up?"