Bruce sighed, lifting his hands in surrender. “Let me at least take you. I was going to cook for you—I thought you’d still be asleep before I got back.”

“My Uber’s already outside,” Maya replied quickly.

“Oh.” He paused. “Alright.”

“I really have to go, Bruce. I’ll talk to you later.”

She hurried past him before he could say anything else.

Her phone buzzed.

“I’ll be there in two minutes. Don’t keep me waiting.” it was the person she was meeting with.

Maya ...