He peeked open an eye and saw it was eight in the morning. It wasn't an ungodly time to call considering Tanner was a morning person. He was usually up long before now even on his days off. However, most days he hadn't spent the night making love to a fiery red haired witch. After they'd finished on the kitchen table, they’d gathered up their scattered clothes and taken the party into the bedroom. Considering he turned forty-five yesterday, Tanner couldn't complain about his stamina last night. He couldn't do that every single day, of course. Shit, that would put him in the hospital. But once in awhile was still doable. Tanner groaned and rolled over carefully, trying not to wake Madison. He should have known her years of being on call would make her sleep with one eye open. She sat up in bed, practically wide awake in seconds. "What? What's that noise?" "My phone." Tanner reached for his pants on the chair and pulled out his cell. Chris.
