Chapter Twenty-Six

Just five minutes after I stepped out of the shower, someone knocked on the apartment door. My hair was still wet and I was wearing only a towel. I hadn’t even had a chance to think about what clothes I wanted to wear for when Jacob got in town later that afternoon.

“Lauren, can you get that?” I called out.

There was no reply, so I walked over to my door and poked my head out into the living room.

“Lauren?”

The apartment was silent and Lauren’s bedroom door was open. She was nowhere to be found. I glanced at the clock. It was two in the afternoon and I assumed that she must have gone to the gym or for a run in the park.

There was another knock on the door, this time a little louder and faster than before.

“Hold on. I’m coming!” I said.

Crap, who’s here right now? I hope it’s not some salesman or something. I’m going to be so pissed if I rushed for that, I thought.

I ran back into my room and dropped my towel, before stepping into some jeans and a t-shirt. My wet hair fell around my fa