“No. But what about you? You’ve got children.”

“They’re not that little anymore, so it’s not a problem if they roll out of bed before I do. Besides, my brother-in-law will be there. He always gets up and makes breakfast on Saturday. Everything will be fine, as long as they don’t catch me sneaking back in. Then I might have some explaining to do.”

He ran his fingertips down the length of her arm. “I don’t like the idea of you driving home alone when it’s so late. I’ll follow you to make sure you get there safely.”

“I’ll be okay. There’s no need to make you leave this nice warm bed. But I could maybe delay a few more minutes…”

He grinned at her. “It’s my lucky night.”

16

Even after she’d made love with Tobias again, Harper had no desire to leave. She wished she could sleep in his arms and then wake up and have breakfast with him.

“How was that?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.

She knew what he was referring to. “Now you’re just being cocky,” she joked.

He gave her a sexy grin. “It was good, right?”

She laughed. He wanted to hear her say it. “It was good,” she agreed.

He raised his head to catch her eye. “Does that mean you’ll be coming back?”

She tensed. She wasn’t sure she could make that commitment.

“Never mind,” he said before she could come up with an answer and, pulling away from her without so much as a final peck, climbed out of bed.

“It’s a possibility,” she said. “There’s just…a lot going on in my life.”

“And you’re leaving town in a couple of weeks never to return. No worries. I got the memo. Consider me notified.”

Cold and strangely bereft without him against her, she squinted at the sudden brightness when he snapped on the light so they could find their clothes. “Are you upset?”

“Of course not,” he said. “You don’t owe me anything.”

That had been the wrong question to ask. She didn’t really sense that he was upset. It was more that his defenses had come up. From the beginning he’d been so open with her she wasn’t expecting that. “I’ll text you,” she said.

“You don’t have to,” he responded. “I wasn’t asking for anything. I just thought since you had a couple more weeks here we might see each other again. But there’s no pressure.”

He let go of the idea so quickly and easily, she got the impression he felt he should’ve known better than to ask.

With a sigh, she slid out of bed. “Don’t bother getting dressed,” she said when he picked up his boxers. “You don’t have to walk me out.”