As soon as she woke up the next day, she began to have travel plans. Getting out of bed and walking out, she met Keith in the living room, drinking tea and reading a magazine. His lips hooked to a light smile as he saw her.

"Morning."

His low magnetic voice thrust in her ears again and brought her memories of last night. Her face flushed, and she murmured a greeting as she walked to the table and picked up a piece of sandwich, and took a bite.

She glanced at his book while ...