Karen's eyes flashed contempt as she gave him a sideways glance. “Don’t worry, we aren’t deposing you yet.” Then she walked to the edge of patio and put her hands in her robe’s pockets. “This is the man I saw on the side of the road fixing that flat. Nothing fazes him for long. I wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up in there and started ordering you around.”

Craig considered what she said, but mostly how she said it. She may be fighting it, but she was already bending to Aaron’s will. She wasn’t angry with him. She was more disappointed that she’d failed, sorry that she’d let him down. Maybe she really did love him. In either case, if Aaron didn’t need a shoulder to cry on when he first woke up, she’d already l...

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