“What time do you have to leave?” I ask. She crosses her arms in front of her chest, blocking my view. “Twenty minutes.” “Dammit.” I sigh, and we both bring our coffee mugs to our mouths at the same time. “You should have woken me up. Tell Vance you’re not coming in.” “No!” She blows at the steaming cup of coffee in her hand. “Yes.”
No!
