His eyes narrowed. “What’s the matter?”

“It’s nothing. Design Division asked for the drawings,” I said. “I met Nick the other day and told him about it, so he’s aware.”

“Design Division?” Then he said, “They could always get them from Nick’s project department. You don’t have to resend them.”

I almost criticized that mean woman, but I refrained. After all, she was his employee. I said nothing, and he didn’t ask further questions about it.

Time went by fast, and we were only together for four hours. It was late at night when he sent me home. I felt terrible when I saw how tired he looked. He had hurried back just for my birthday and would have to leave for Quillbrooke early tomorrow.

At the door, he pulled me into his arms and held me for a moment. “Good night.”

I looked at him. “Try to get some sleep, okay?”

“I will.”

He watched me go in. I didn’t want to close the door, but he’d never leave if I didn’t. He needed to rest.

I shut the door with a heavy heart, and then ran