She turned on her heel and marched out of the room and down the hall, leaving the door open behind her. She didn't realize a small part of her was hoping he'd chase after until she caught herself straining her ears for his footsteps on the carpeted hall floor. Frustrated with herself, she ran up the stairs and into her bedroom.

As she crossed the bedroom, her anger took hold. She stripped out of her clothes and marched to the shower, turning the handle until the water steamed. Letting the hot ...