Chapter 6
Alex opened the wooden door to the guest bedroom after knocking and hearing no answer. “Chelsea?”
He had no right to be upset at Chelsea—she wasn’t his and never could be. Today they’d say goodbye and he wouldn’t see her again. Last night had been a dream.
She stretched her arms and turned, snuggling her cheek into the pillow. The sight of her face under the blankets almost made her seem innocent and angelic, and he held his breath. He needed to shake that off, fast. Right. Well, she needed to get up and start their journey. He kept his voice devoid of any emotion. “Wake up, now, Chelsea. You slept in. It’s time to go.”
She blinked her eyes open and slowly focused on his face. Then she jumped out of bed in her white sleep shirt and blue flannel shorts. Her pretty blue eyes gr
