Paisley went from sleep to wakefulness in an instant, knowing even before she reached for the other side of the bed that the warm presence there was Duke instead of Ty.
He hadn't come back after storming out last night.
Maybe she shouldn't have expected him to, but she'd gotten a brief text from Harrison saying that he was safe, and she'd thought, once he had a chance to calm down, he'd work his way around to apologizing. Or, at the very least, showing up for guard duty. He was the one so determined that she needed a bodyguard.
But he hadn't used those stealthy Ranger skills to sneak into her bed. She didn't know what that meant. They'd rarely fought when they were young, and nothing so serious as this. There was no precedent to give her any clue what to think or do.