Chapter 17
The alarm buzzed. Quinn swung her arm at it. Ten minutes. I need ten more minutes. She turned over to doze and felt the empty bed beside her.
He left? The pain stabbed her chest. It shouldn’t have been a big deal, but it felt like Nick all over again. Sleep was lost.
She got to the top of the stairs and smelled coffee. Huh? She tried not to trip as she hurried down. Her heart thumped against her ribs when she reached the floor.
Ryan stood at the stove with his bare back to her, wearing only the underwear he’d slept in. He looked over his shoulder and smiled.
Trying to cover the shock of finding him in her kitchen, she returned the smile.
“Something wrong?”
“No.” Her puzzlement took over. “What are you doing?”
“Making breakfast. Coffee’s ready.” With a black spatula, he p
