Page 103 of Billionaire Unforgettable: Tanner

I doubted there were very many couples who didn’t fight occasionally.

Hannah and I were both hardheaded at times.

Definitely me more than her. But I planned on being a lot quicker at resolving our issues in the future.

It had been hell sitting through that meeting, although it had ended up going well.

All I’d been able to think about was Hannah and her tear-streaked face when she’d hurried out of my office.

My gut had been urging me to go after her, but my damn pride had gotten in the way.

The conversation with Devon had helped me get my head on straight, but I would have come to my senses anyway.

I just wished that had happenedbeforeshe’d gotten into that elevator.

I’d had flowers delivered to my office so I could take them to Hannah, and I planned to do some groveling if necessary.

I’d also made a quick stop at the market in Billings to get some deli food and soup in case she hadn’t eaten or in case she was sick.

I’d bought her favorite ice cream because it was the first thing she’d wanted after her stomach virus, and she didn’t keep it in the apartment very often.

I grinned because she’d mentioned that her butt wouldn’t fit into her jeans if she kept it in her freezer all the time.

When I’d mentioned that she could just buy a bigger pair of jeans, she’d shot me a glorious smile and told me that I didn’t understand women and their love/hate relationship with carbs.

After I’d read her text message, I’d devoured the rest of my Italian meal before I’d left the office, so I wasn’t really hungry myself.

I just really wanted to see Hannah and make sure that she was okay.

I turned into an available spot near her apartment, unloaded the stuff from the cargo area, and let myself into her apartment.

The place was dark, and everything was quiet.

I dumped the stuff I was carrying on the kitchen counter and went to her bedroom immediately.

I turned on a bedside lamp, and found her sleeping in her bed.

Fuck!Shehadgone to bed incredibly early.

I put the back of my hand to her forehead, and she stirred.

She didn’t feel like she had a temperature.

“Tanner?” she murmured, like she knew my touch.

“It’s me,” I confirmed immediately so I didn’t scare her. “I wanted to check on you and make sure you weren’t sick. You never crawl into bed this early. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“I was just tired,” she said sleepily as she sat up. “I hit the bed as soon as I came home from work. I feel a little better now. Maybe I just needed a nap. I missed you.”

My gut had clenched tightly as she’d said those words.

Christ!I needed this woman, and I had no idea what I’d do if I didn’t ever hear those words again.

She slid over to make room for me, and I quickly shucked off my clothes and climbed into the bed beside her.

She snuggled up to me and I put my arms around her, relieved that she wasn’t sick.

Hannah usually slept naked when we were together, but she was wearing a thin pair of pajamas because she was sleeping alone.

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