Chapter 2

“There issomething wrong.” He looked concerned now. “Are you really annoyed?” He kept his hand on the sheet but he didn’t move any closer. An expression of confusion flickered across his handsome face. “I don’t understand.”

You and me both. I could smell a familiar cologne; the fresh laundered scent of his clothes. “Look. It’s just…” That conversational finesse of mine was way gone by now. I sucked in a breath, trying to calm my fast-beating heart. “I don’t know what you’re doing here.”

This time, his expression wasn’t one of confusion but distress. The dark eyes widened, and his face flushed as if something had hurt him. As if Ihad, I suppose.

“I mean…” What didI mean? “I wasn’t expecting you. Tonight. Here.”

The change of phrase seemed easier for him to accept. He let go of the sheet and took a small step back, his puzzlement returning. “I can tell. I know what’s happening here.”

“Do you?” I blurted out.