Chapter Twenty-Seven
They passed the remainder of the day slowly, Kate curled up next to him in one of his sweatshirts, alternately writing in her notebook and perusing the paper he’d grabbed earlier. Cash was content to stay there, letting his mind wander and cat-napping on occasion. Neither of them wanted to address the elephant in the room. He’d put it off as long as possible, because why would he voluntarily rip his still-beating heart from his chest?
As the late afternoon light faded and the living room grew dim, he couldn’t t*****e himself any longer. “When are you leaving?” he asked gruffly.
Kate raised her head, giving him an unfathomable look. Her mouth drew down in a motion that arrowed straight to his soul. She bit on her top lip as her eyes filled with deep sadness. “I thoug
