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“I suppose I should go find her.” I hoped Sam understood why I had to. However, her reaction of a few minutes ago was out of character. I checked the time, wondering how quickly I could get a flight versus how long it would take to drive from here to there.
“I’ll go,” said Cru. “You need to stay here.”
I was relieved at his offer. “I’m not sure Daph will be comfortable with that.” Not that Sam would be if I went. God, this was a conundrum.
I caught a glance between Cru and Decker.
“What?” I demanded.
“Daphne and I…” Cru’s voice trailed off.
“Out with it.”
“We’ve gotten closer.”
“What in the bloody hell does that mean? You’ve gotten closer?” Daphne could be in danger, and Cru chose this moment to tell me they werecloser? The two hardly knew each other.
“Shit, I don’t know how to tell you this. We’ve been…”
“What, dammit? You’ve beenfucking?”
“Beau, let Cru be the one to go find her,” said Deck, who then motioned with his head behind me.
I looked over my shoulder at Sam, whose expression told me she’d heard every word.
23
SAM
Icame downstairs to apologize for overreacting. What I’d just heard told me I hadn’t. Beau’s response to Cru saying he and Daphne had gottencloserjustified my fears. Worse than angry, he was jealous.
“Sam, wait,” Beau hollered behind me when I raced up the stairs.
What an idiot I’d been to think he moved on from her. That he didn’t love her. They had years of history between them. And unlike Beau and me,allof theirs were romantic.
I entered the first bedroom I came upon, then closed and locked the door and spun around in a circle, taking it all in. This had to be the master bedroom, given its size, two walk-in closets, and the en suite bath.
Like at the inn, the furniture in the room bore the Roycroft logo. The quilted bedspread was adorned with the same fig-and-vine pattern as was on the blanket in the room Beau and I had shared.
I heard the doorknob jiggle. “Samantha, let me in.”
“Go away, Beau. I need a few minutes.”
“I’ve brought Wanda.”
The bastard.Of course, he’d think to use my cat to get me to open the door. I momentarily thought about ignoring him, but honestly, I needed her comfort.
“Put her down, then leave.”
“You know as well as I do she’ll follow me. I’m the provider of sustenance.”
He was right. In the last few days, before I could feed her myself, Beau had already done so.
“This ploy only makes you more of an asshole.” I unlocked the door and took a step backwards. “I meant what I said. I need a few minutes. Please, don’t force me to talk to you right now.”
When Beau stalked toward me, I retreated until I felt the bed behind my legs.
“What you heard—”
