Chapter 22

Heidi moved fast. With a flick of her thumb, the screen went dark. She rolled over and, in the moonlight spilling through the window, met Maverick's gaze. "Junk text," she said calmly, slipping the phone back under her pillow. "What, Captain Cadwell checking up on that too? Do your cop instincts ever take a day off? Maverick felt a flicker of irritation. How could a message that long in the middle of the night be junk? "I was just worried about you." He lay back down and tugged the covers higher, covering the shoulder she had left bare. "Who's Blake? A guy?" So he had seen the name after all. She snorted and rolled back over. "An insurance agent. Are you looking to buy a policy? Just put my name down as the beneficiary." He had nothing to say to that. He moved closer from behind, sliding his arm back around her waist. His chin rested against the top of her head. "Stop looking at that useless stuff so late," he said. "Get some sleep." Heidi closed her eyes and ignored him. Ind