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“How did you resolve it?”

Kelly picked up her drink as she smiled at Remi. “I fell in the shower.”

“Deliberately?”

Kelly burst out laughing. “Now you are catching on. I waited until he was in the bedroom before I made the ‘accident’ happen. When I screamed, he rushed in and I could see the terrified look on his face.

I felt bad at first, but he scooped me into his arms and was checking for bruises and broken bones. When he started talking about taking me to the hospital, I relented enough to refuse. We ended up apologizing to each other and tearing up the sheets.”

“I hope you are not suggesting I do the same. I am a pregnant woman.”

“Of course not darling. Just fall a little bit, something staged and see how fast he comes running to your rescue.”

“I am not some damsel in distress and I refuse to put myself on display like that. We are going to do this the old-fashioned way.”

“Which is?” Monique asked in amusement.

“Have it out, once and for all.”

*****

But he denied her the pleasure, by emailing her a message. “I have to fly to New York. Something came up and I won’t be back until tomorrow. I am going straight to the office when I get back. See you tomorrow. Wade.”

He was going away without her. They had not slept together last night and he had not called her during the day and he would not be back tonight. Well hell. She sat back in her chair and had no idea what to do next.

She had expected him to be home tonight so that they could talk. She had planned the argument and then the making up and afterwards she would tell him of the hours she had spent at the shelter.

She looked up at the discreet knock on the door.

“Mrs. Mason, I thought you had left.”

“I made some vegetable soup and cinnamon toast. I know you said you were not very hungry and with Mr. Wade not coming home-“

“I will be down to have a bite.” She forced a smile. “Just leave it on the small dining table and you may go.”

The woman nodded and hesitated inside the doorway.

“Anything else?”

“I just wanted to know how you are feeling.”

She looked at the woman in surprise. “I am feeling fine at the moment.”

Mrs. Mason nodded again. “I made some tea and left it in the pot.”

“Thanks very much.”

The woman tugged at her apron. “You need to take care of yourself and the babe.”

“I am.”

She felt better after the woman had retreated. She read the terse email again. He had not even had the courtesy of calling her. He owed her that, didn’t he? He was an adult and could damn well do whatever he wanted, but he had left, taken off because he was pissed at her.

Heaving out a breath, she rose and left the room she used as an office. Making her way downstairs, she realized that Mrs. Mason had left and had set the table. A table for one. It was funny that she had relished the alone time when she was living on her own. But since she had started living with Wade, she felt bereft whenever he was not with her.

Pulling out a chair, she sat down and sniffed at the delicious soup. She recalled the first time she had come by for dinner. He had invited her out and she had refused.

“You are very high profile and I have no intention of getting my picture taken as your next flavor of the month or week,” she had told him firmly.

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