nodded, her throat clogged with emotion. “I’m tired. I think I’ll rest a bit.”
Grant wove a strand of her hair around one finger. She thought he was going to say something else, but instead he leaned over and dropped a kiss on her temple, then kissed Carly on the cheek. “I’ll be back in a little while, girls.”
Kate cleared her throat. “I’ll make up the guest room for you, Grant.”
Grant faced Kate, anger evident in his glittering blue eyes. “Maybe you should go home when I get back, Kate. I think I can take care of my wife.”
“I told you I’m not leaving.”
“But—”
“I want her to stay,” Emma said, cutting off Grant’s next words.
If possible, Grant’s rigid posture stiffened even more. He gave her a hard, almost hurt look, then left without saying another word. Whereupon Kate mumbled something about not trusting men, and Emma wondered if she was talking about Grant.
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