Ethan
Something itching at my mind pulls me from sleep just as a phone ringing reaches my senses, making me jolt up. I look around, ready to throw the phone across the room until my mind fog clears.
“…f you can hear me, but your father is pissed.” Ryan’s voice pauses before it begins again. “Ethan, I don’t know if you can hear me, but your father is pissed.”
“I’m here. What happened?”
I glance at the clock on the bedside table to find it’s almost two in the morning. Fiona fell asleep not long after our conversation on the beach, so I brought her back to the bungalow and put her to bed. She barely stirred when I tucked her close to my body, much like now. I guess I didn’t realize how tired she was.
“Your father is pissed about you leaving with Fiona. He’s trying to find your location
