“Glad you finally made it out of bed,” he said.

“When did you get here?” she asked, letting him lead her to the booth.

Xavier shrugged. “Not long. I just got here when I texted you.”

She set her purse on the bench seat beside her, smiling. “Thanks for that. I haven't had a lot of time to catch up on sleep since I arrived, and if you hadn't texted me, I'd have probably slept until the cows came home.”

“Just make sure you set an alarm for tomorrow.” He took a sip of his coffee.

Kira nodded, not wanting to think about tomorrow. Because tomorrow was the trial, and...