“Crap!” She never slept this late! Not even on her days off. Although the store was closed for renovations and she hadn’t told Travis she’d be in at any particular time, she felt guilty because she just knew he was hard at work. The man was abnormally driven. At the rate he was going, she’d be able to reopen ahead of schedule. All she was waiting for were the new shoes she’d ordered.Somewhat recovered from yesterday, she sprang out of bed…and winced. “Ow.”Every muscle in her body screamed. Partly from her tower escapade. Partly from her motorcycle mishap. She glanced down at her throbbing, discolored thigh. If she got naked with Jack tonight, he’d ask about that bruise, because, man, it was huge and ugly, impossible to miss. “Dang.” She wanted a mind-blowing seduction, not a lecture on safety.Kylie swiped her tangled hair out of her face and shoved on her glasses. She limped into the living room and checked her phone messages. There were none. No call from Grandma, saying Mom had a feeling something bad had happened.
