Friday — 9:16 a.m.
Ava's POV
I woke up to someone knocking on our bedroom door.
“Go away,” I mumbled into my pillow.
The knocking continued.
“Darlin', you planning on sleeping all damn day?”
I opened one eye.
Blaze stood beside the bed, already dressed.
“Considering I've spent the last several weeks being poisoned, threatened, investigated, and practically imprisoned by a motorcycle club? Yes. Sleeping all day sounds wonderful.”
He chuckled.
“Got something for you.”
I pulled the blanket over my head.
“Unless it's breakfast, coffee, or a vacation, I'm not interested.”
“How about your new phone?”
The blanket flew off.
I sat upright.
“WHAT?”
Blaze burst out laughing.
“Thought that might get your attention.”
“Where is it?”
“Downstairs.”
I scrambled out of bed.
“Why didn't
