Chapter 11
Jonah placed the last folded shirt into his suitcase before closing the lid. Once zipped, he wheeled it toward the bedroom door. He’d shower in the morning then put everything else in his carry-on bag. The quicker he left this place the better.
Stepping into the hall, images of Ally played through his mind. He eyed the corner wall, remembering the way he’d pressed her body against it as the heat of her thighs wrapped around his waist. Had it not been for his conscious, he would have made love to her in that spot.
Had he stuck to his original plan to seduce her and then leave town, he could have avoided this. Maybe if he was half the jerk she thought he was, he would have. She didn’t know him. He’d loved her for many years. Deep down he knew he could never spend just one night
