Stacey wanted to be swept away with Fisher, and she had a hard time being in the same room with him and not kissing him. But her fingers wound around each other, just like they’d been doing for the hours and hours it had taken her to get here.
“It’s a long way from Getaway Bay to Ann Arbor.” She forced a laugh out of her lips, hoping Fisher would accept her apology. Accept her.
her“Yes, it is.”
“How’s your mom?”
Fisher tilted his head and looked at her, the dim light in the hotel room between them. “So you got my message? Why didn’t you call?”
Stacey paced away from him, toward the window covered with awful drapes. “I didn’t get it until….” She pushed her breath out and faced him. “I thought you’d left me in the middle of the night. I spent a lot of time crying and then I went to the
