Chapter 26

Two hours later, Lynx approached me with a backpack on, jeans hung low on her waist, grey t-shirt tied on one side, sunglasses covering her blue green eyes. I was used to seeing beautiful people, but not quite like her. Her flawlessness was coming from somewhere other than her face. "How did you get my number?" I snapped. Beautiful my arse. She woke me at six. Talk about inhumane.

Lynx tossed me her backpack, ignoring my inquiries. "Bring that," she said.

I stomped after...