** Paige’s POV **

After hours of tossing and turning, I gave up trying to sleep. I’m not sure how I knew, but some strange instinct told me I’d find Callen and Ryder downstairs.

At the bottom of the steps, I turn to my left. The doorway to the living room is open, and I move to stand in the doorway, hesitating when I see them both there.

What am I doing?

This is such a bad idea, but if I can’t sleep, then I may as well spend the time getting more answers.

“Couldn’t sleep?” ...