If it hadn’t been for Roy’s smile, Claire would have thought it a threat. Exhaustion washed over her. It had been a long day. “I’m tired.”
“Do you want something to eat?”
She shook her head. Her stomach felt queasy and it was difficult enough keeping the biscuits down. She wanted to go to sleep and hope that when she woke up it was to find that everything had been a nightmare and wasn’t true. But then that would mean she hadn’t met Roy. “I want to go to bed.”
He crossed the room, wheeling the television cabinet out of the way before unfolding the sofa bed. He took pillows from a nearby cupboard, the bed already made. “Do you need anything else?” He tossed the pillows onto the bed. “There are new toothbrushes in the bathroom vanity.”
“Thanks.” It didn’t take her long to use the bathroom
