One Four-Hundred-Dollar Hotel Charge Sent Me Home Three Weeks Ahead of Schedule
The porch footage of the kiss played over and over in my head.
I made my shoulders drop and swallowed the sharp answer in my throat.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“You’re right.
It’s just the distance getting to me.”
“I know it is,” Kendra said.
“Now let me get some sleep.
We’ve got a busy day tomorrow.