"What, are you following me?" Jake asked, half serious. He wouldn't put it past her to actually have followed him. When he left during the day, he tended to hole up in bars or the library even if he didn't read much. Sometimes he wandered the outskirts of the city, sometimes he hung out at the beach.

"I'm gone for hours and I come back. You don't think I'm working while I'm doing that?" She had good intuition but Jake wasn't going to admit that so easily.