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Harley’s sleeping in her room.” Cade hoped it would have been obvious. There was something about her that Tina disliked, but she didn’t care to figure out what.
    Jax’s PA huffed. “Well, Jax told me to watch over her, so you can go sleep.”
    “He did?” It wasn’t protocol. “I didn’t get any directives.”
    “Directives?” The stick thin woman sneered. “He told me to relieve you from your duties, so go.” With the flick of her hand, Tina dismissed Cade.
    Or tried, at least. Cade didn’t feel safe about leaving Harley alone with her. “I think I’ll give Zee a call. No offence, Tina, but this is my job.”
    “Whatever.” She followed that with another flick of her hand, then walked to the sofa, propped her feet over the round coffee table, and directed her attention to her phone.
    Zee’s phone rang twice before he picked up. “Everything okay?” His deep voice boomed in Cade’s ear. She could hear dance music in the background. She guessed right, they did go out to party.
    “Yeah, Tina’s here to watch over Harley?” Cade’s eyes flitted over the PA on the sofa.
    “That’s fine. Get some rest. Harley will be okay with Tina. She’s stayed with her before.”
    “I don’t know, Zee.”
    “It’s not a suggestion, Cade.” Then, the man hung up.
    Cade was appalled by how rude he could be. But a free night was a free night, despite the fact it was nearly eleven. She turned around and told Tina she’d be leaving. The other woman didn’t pay her any attention. Before she left the suite, she peeked in to check on Harley. The little girl was curled in the middle of the large bed with one leg out of the blanket. She had always looked so pure and innocent when she was asleep. Cade hoped the little slip up that afternoon would be the last of it. She bent down to press a kiss on Harley’s forehead before leaving.
    After a quick shower and dressing in her comfortable cotton pjs, Cade succumbed to sleep, with Jax’s voice lulling her through her thoughts.
    At some point during the night, light filtered into her room. She saw a petite figure by the door. “Harley?” The little girl crawled beside her in bed. Cade wrapped her under the blanket and brushed the hair off her face. “What’s wrong, Har?”
    “There are too many people in there. It’s too noisy,” Harley explained. “Can I sleep here with you?”
    “Yeah, of course. I’ll just check the door, make sure it’s locked.” Cade got off the bed and padded across the suite. She opened the door slightly and peeked out. She could hear loud music and louder voices coming from Jax’s suite. She supposed the party wasn’t over yet, but what else did she expect from rock stars? Cade shook her head and locked her door. She joined Harley back in bed and fell back to sleep.
     
    ***
     
    Early in the morning, Cade was up and ready. Harley was still passed out on the bed. In front of the high windows, Cade marvelled at the busy streets of downtown LA. She was drying her hair with a towel when she heard voices outside her door. Curious, she looked through the peephole. Her stomach churned at what she saw. With little sleep—as Harley moved a bit too much during the night—and no coffee, Cade’s fuse was too short. Before she could stop herself, she swung her door open and faced the three people in the hallway.
    Jax looked like a boy who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. In this case, his hands were around two women. He removed his hands from his newfound friends and used one to mess up his hair.
    “Miss Williams.”
    Cade should know better. She really should, but nothing was stopping her from holding back her thoughts. “Seriously? You had them in there last night while your daughter slept next to your room?” The two women scoffed at her. She stared at both of them, not bothering to hide what she thought.
    Jax pushed the women off him. “You ladies better scamper. Big boss isn’t too happy.”
    Ignoring Cade, the women