Erin rose and followed him into the bedroom. She needed to change into something more comfortable before she tackled food. "You could always come to The Gosling and stay. Dad will only be too happy to help."
He shuddered in mock horror. "No...God no. I'm not one for living in a hotel."
She laughed. "Suit yourself. Anyways, I'm going to ask for dinner to be brought up from the kitchen. Anything you'd like?"
The food arrived just as Lane stepped out of the shower and joined her in the living room wearing a towel around his waist.
She'd changed into an oversize t-shirt that just skimmed the top of her thighs, hair in disarray from running her hands through it to smoothen out tangles. They settled together in the couch and dug into the magnificent spread the chef had sent up, watching a te
