He didn’t care what time it was, all he knew is that it was too damn early for the phone to be ringing. He started to reach for it on the bedside table, but Jada was lying on his chest, her legs intertwined with his. When the intrusive ringing stopped, he glanced at the clock. Seven-thirty. The only people who called him that early in the morning were Donny or Zack’s mother, and he was sure that neither of them wanted anything.Jada moaned and snuggled closer, her arm draped over him. He kissed the top of her head, playing with the ends of her hair. He could easily get used to having her in his arms and his bed every day. The night before had been one of the most amazing nights of his life. Never had he connected with a woman, on so many levels, the way he had with Jada. This was what he wanted. She was who he wanted in his life.He cursed under his breath when his cell phone started ringing again. This time he reached over and grabbed it.“Yeah,” he answered in a whisper.“I take it this is a bad time,”
