The next morning, Kelly woke at what she considered an early hour to find herself alone in bed. She stumbled into the bathroom, stopping to check on Tim, who was still asleep. She brushed her hair and teeth, threw a robe on, and went downstairs, expecting to find Luke. The house was silent.
Well, that was coming to her. She was sleeping with a man who was still in love with his dead wife. To make matters worse, she was the first woman he’d slept with since his wife, making her both the rebound and the poor replacement. Still it hurt. He must have gone home.
Tim was soon up, and he took her mind off Luke’s absence and the previous night they’d shared.
“Let’s go get donuts. Special treat,” Kelly said, grabbing her keys, determined not to sit around stewing over a situation she’d created f
