“I didn’t want to fight with him,” she admitted.
“Making another reason to fight is not a good way to avoid a fight, Catherine.”
“I just wanted time with you without … all the rest.”
“Well, you got that.”
“Yeah.”
Cross frowned. “Why did you tell me this now?”
“I turned my phone on today.”
“And?”
“Listened to my messages.”
“And?”
Catherine made a face. “He’s figured out I’m gone.”
“Obviously. Why turn off your phone?”
“I didn’t want to have to lie.”
“Catherine.”
“I’ll deal with it all when I get back,” she said in a sigh. “I will. Everything. I promise.”
“Did the messages say anything else?”
“He knows I’m with you.”
“Great.”
“And I think he knows you’re working.”
Cross’s jaw tightened. “Perfect.”
“Could we stay here instead of going back?”
“Catty.”
“I’m joking,” she muttered.
“I know, but this isn’t forever and real life is waiting.”
“Yeah, well, real life blows.”
“Sometimes,” he agreed. “Don’t ever lie to me again.”
Catherine’s gaze darted to Cross. “I didn’t—”
“You did. And don’t. Not even by omission, Catherine.”
“It’s easier sometimes.”
“I didn’t ask for easy. I asked for you.”