R ohan knew she was gone as soon as he walked into the hotel. Muttering under his breath, he went to the front desk.
“May I help you, sir?” the clerk asked.
“Any chance you have a message for me. Rohan Stillwater?”
“Let me check.” He returned a moment later and handed Rohan an envelope. “Will there be anything else, sir?”
“No.” Finding a quiet corner, Rohan opened the envelope and withdrew a sheet of hotel stationery.
Rohan ~
I have a lot to think about and home
is the best place to do that.
Leia
He read the note twice, then crumpled it in his hand. His steps were short and angry as he left the hotel. He was tempted to go after her and demand an explanation, even though he knew it was the wrong thing to do. He couldn’t blame her for running away. She did have a lot to think about. Living with him would change her life in myriad ways, and although there would be challenges, they weren’t insurmountable.
Still, he knew she had questions—a lot of them. He could understand that, too. His only fear was that the answers would drive her away for good.
For now, he would give her some space. When the pow wow was over, the troupe was headed for another one in six weeks, this one in Billings, Montana. Maybe this would be a good time to take that vacation he’d been promising himself, he mused, and then chuckled. He wasn’t going anywhere for any length of time. And Leia was the reason why.
His steps slowed as he remembered the feel of her in his arms, the silk of her hair, the smooth satin of her skin, the way she had melted in his embrace. Something had spooked her, but no woman made love to a man so completely without caring deeply. He would give her a day or two to think things over and then he would go her. He knew she had questions, questions she hadn’t asked before because she was afraid of the answers.
But she loved him, of that he had no doubt.
Even if she didn’t know it yet.