" Get some sleep.” He gestured toward the bed. “Take the right side. It’s less lumpy.”
She didn’t budge.
“That doesn’t mean I’m sleeping on the left side,” he added quickly. “You can have the bed all to yourself.”
“Don’t be so noble.”
He pointed to the laptop. “I’m not done with this. It takes a while to explore an operating system, and I’m not even sure what I’m looking for.”
Kenzie looked at the bed, frowning. “Okay. I guess I could lie down and look at the ceiling.”
“Good enough. And hey, don’t forget to call Mike Warren in the morning.”
Turning her back to him, she scrambled onto the bed without pulling down the coverlet and stretched out, her feet on the pillows and her dark hair streaming over the end. Linc knew when he was being ignored.
“Kenz, you should stay on track with the investigation.”
“I didn’t know there was one,” she said to the overheard light fixture.
He rolled his eyes, glad she couldn’t see him. “There is. That’s why a police lieutenant was assigned to the case.”
“Hmph. "

― Janet Dailey , Honor (Bannon Brothers, #2)