Dawn inched itself into existence as Jessie returned to the apartment with Liam. He looked like hell. She could only imagine that she looked as ragged. If it hadn't been for the attorney Min Jun had arranged, she would have returned alone.
"Sit. I'll make some coffee."
For once, Liam didn't argue.
"No need," Min Jun called from the kitchen. "I'm on it." He walked out in plaid flannel PJ bottoms, and a plain white T-shirt stretched over his chiseled chest.
