THE NEXT MORNING ELISE woke up with a killer-headache and still hadn’t come to a decision where Noel was concerned. What would she say once she saw him today? She got out of answering him last night, but she couldn’t keep the question hanging in the air.
Her mind did a turn around and she wondered if she was being selfish and running scared. How could she take Matt away from the positive influences of this beautiful place and the man they had both come to love? Yet, how could she not?
With a heavy groan at her chaotic thoughts, she forced herself out of bed, took a shower and changed. Making her way down the hall, she intended to find her bottle of ibuprofen and a cup of hot coffee.
No doubt Matt would still be asleep at this early hour. Noel? Would he be sprawled out on the living room
