I look at him for a whole minute. A laptop is on the desk before him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask eventually.

He shrugs. "This is my house Christine."

"That doesn't mean you can creep in here while I'm asleep."

He grins. "I didn't have much to do so.."

"So you came to look at me while I slept?"

He looks at me. "Did you miss your dad that much?"

"What?"

His gaze remains impassive as he regards me carefully. "Webb. Do you miss him?"

I freeze on the spot. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"You were calling him in your sleep, just before...