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“I told them they were welcome to stay in the guest room.”
“Yeah, but they didn’t bring an overnight bag or anything, so they won’t.”
“I didn’t think about that. Let’s skip Flannigan’s tonight. Maybe next time Sawyer can stay at their house.”
“Next time?”
He reached for her hand and brought her knuckles to his lips. “We have a whole month and a half left on our ceasefire. I think we should take advantage of that.”
“That’s true. We should.”
They pulled into the long drive leading to his beautiful home.
“I really have enjoyed living here.”
“I’ve enjoyed having you here.”
A tiny part of her expected him to revert back to insisting she stay. Maybe even hoped for it?
She gave herself an internal shake. No, that was stupid.
The only reason this so-called truce of theirs was working was because they’d put an expiration date on their relationship. She didn’t understand the psychology of it, but was sure there was a name for it.
Six weeks was going to go by in the blink of an eye, and she could move on with her life. In the meantime, she was going to enjoy pretending they weremarriedmarried. It might be the only time she ever was, at least for the next eighteen years.
After they walked her parents out, then checked on Sawyer asleep in the nursery, he turned toward her bedroom—not his.
As they stood in front of her room, he leaned down to kiss her cheek like he was a suitor saying goodnight at her door. “I had a really fun time. I’m glad we called a truce.”
Wait. He didn’t want to have sex with her? Her pride took a bit of a hit, but she wasn’t going to let it show.
“It was a nice evening. Thank you for suggesting it.”
“I’ll call my attorney tomorrow.”
“I don’t think there’s a rush. It’s not a big deal if you don’t get to it right away. I’m not going anywhere.”
He gave a wry smile. “Not for six weeks, anyway.”
They stood in awkward silence.
Please ask me to sleep in your roomshe chanted in her head as she stared up at him.
He didn’t, and instead said, “Well, we should probably get some sleep. Little man is going to be hungry before we know it. I can take the first feeding if you want to take the second.”
Sawyer taking a bottle meant Maverick could feed him and let her sleep, which he’d been an amazing sport about. But her pride insisted on reciprocating, so they’d been working in shifts. No more running into each other in the middle of the night.
“That would work better for me to nurse, since the alcohol should be out of my system by then.”
He kissed her cheek again, lingering next to her face when he whispered, “Good night, darlin’. Sweet dreams.”
She put her hand on his shoulder to catch his lips with hers in a soft, chaste kiss.
“Thank you again for a great night.”
His mouth remained inches from hers as he stared into her eyes. “The pleasure was all mine.”
Chapter Thirty-Six
