Should he read it? He could rip open the envelope right now and read the words she’d written, know for certain why she’d stopped waiting for him.
Or should he flick the flame of his lighter against the unopened corner, let what had passed between them over the last few hours be all the truth they needed? His thumb pushed against the cold metal, wanting to burn the unread words, unsure which of the choices was braver or best.
CHAPTER TEN (#ulink_50683e96-19ee-5d6e-a8f1-a86f4fefbc11)
Marla used both hands to push Bluey’s huge backside out from underneath her desk in order to make more room for her knees, then scowled at her watch. She’d told Gabe to come over after lunch. What time did the man eat? No doubt he was playing mind games, keeping her waiting as a casual demonstration of the fact that he held all the cards.
As if she wasn’t painfully aware of that already.
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