What woman could ever accept her husband investing in a film just for his mistress?

Jessica refused to answer. Even one more word with him, she thought, would probably shave a month off her life.

She lifted her hand weakly. "I'm tired. I need to get some rest."

It was as clear a dismissal as any.

Timothy glanced at his watch. It was late, and he didn't press her for an immediate answer.

Mr. Smith wasn't leaving right away he could give her some time to think it over.

"Alright. Get some sleep," he said, his tone surprisingly gentle. "We'll head back to Riverside City early tomorrow. By the way, where's the bathroom? I need a shower."

Jessica's eyes widened in disbelief.

Was he seriously asking where the bathroom was?

Did he plan to stay here tonight?

her fingers, impatient. "I meant you

together. "You're

answer

into his arms, holding her tight, his gaze smoldering. "Heartless little thing. I just drove over two hours to pick

Jessica nearly lost it.

two nights ago, outside The Silverthread Eatery, he'd been the one to

of an

what they mean-no hard feelings. Whatever we argued about, let's

time-time that slipped away, irretrievable. Instead of letting it go to waste, he'd rather swallow

face by conceding to his

In his arms, if he refused to

"I'll set up a room for you. Now put

out, if he was determined

Timothy

and led him to

one she used had belonged to her mother. The other was her grandmother's. It wouldn't be right for Timothy to sleep in her grandmother's

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