Chapter 43

Dana lifted herself up on one elbow and studied Beau's face, relaxed now in slumber. Her queen-sized bed was cramped with the two of them in it but it had been years since she'd actually slept all night with a man and she was enjoying the sensations of closeness and warmth.

In sleep, he looked younger, less careworn but no softer. His solid musculature and chiseled features still radiated strength and stability. She couldn't help wondering what had happened to make him the man he was. He'd obviously had and lost a child. Dana couldn't even imagine that kind of grief. And his wife - were they divorced, or had she died along with their child in some kind of accident or illness? Not for the first time, Dana really wished Katie was more of a gossip. But since she'd never talked to Katie about hooking up with Beau after the reception, she'd never felt right asking about him either. She'd never even known why he'd taken off in such a rush. The least he could have done was call her.