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Page 24 of Family Bonds- Emma & Warren

Good enough to let him get his attention while she finished this chapter.

Her fingers were flying now—the killer was hiding behind a wall while her sexy detective was snooping around.

For now, her hero was going to not notice the killer in the shadows, but he’d just found a clue that would help him catch his perp.

“Phew,” she said, wiping her forearm across her brow ten minutes later. “Nowthatwas a session.” Her brain was fatigued and anything else she tried to pull out of it wouldn’t be good enough for her in her eyes.

She stood up and stretched her stiff limbs that she hadn’t felt when she jumped up to move locations and escape her cat.

She bent over and touched her toes, then arched her back. Her joints and bones were popping and cracking a lot more than they should have for her age.

Oh well. At least she didn’t have a flabby ass from sitting on it so much.

She had no clue what time it was and went in search of her phone.

When she finally found it in the bathroom, she noticed there were several text messages.

The last one was from Hunter about an hour ago. That was odd. He never texted.

She opened it up and her phone bobbled in her hands as if it was on fire and she couldn’t afford to burn her second biggest asset.

She needed her fingers to get her work done. Her brain was the most important, but her fingers finished the job.

It wasn’t the message saying that she had a visitor looking for her that caused the phone to bobble. It was the picture that Hunter included that had her pulse racing and her body shivering in places it hadn’t been touched in sooooooo long.

Rather than text her cousin back, she hit the button to call.

“You are getting back to me faster than I thought you would,” Hunter said when he answered.

“I finished what I had in my head about ten minutes ago and then had to search out my phone.”

“Where did you leave it?”

“In the bathroom. My primary bathroom, which means it had to be left there when I woke up since I haven’t been in there since.”

She’d gotten up at four this morning with her characters calling to her.

She peed, then raced downstairs to write what was in her head. She stopped between chapters for coffee and did some research, then dove right back in.

Dang, that was almost twelve hours ago. No wonder why she was hungry. Coffee and water only went so far.

“At least it’s not some of the stranger places you’ve left it,” Hunter said.

It was a joke in her family that she just set her phone down and forgot it.

She was a hermit and the only people who reached out to her were her family or her agent via phone. Everyone else she had communication with in her life was on her laptop.

It’s not like she didn’t socialize. She did with her readers and fans and other authors.

But it was at her convenience, and she never let it be a distraction.

“Who cares about my phone,” she said. “Let’s go back to your text. He actually stopped in looking for me?”

Hunter laughed. “He’s here until tomorrow when he checks out. Looks as if he’s been here a few days.”

“Do you think he’s been looking for me to show up for a shift?” she asked all giddy. She was jumping up and down.

Talk about super sweet hero worthy.