Chapter 17
Coldness crept into Mitch’s skin as he opened his suite and let Tess walk into his room. In the car, she’d seemed a wreck. Either she was a great actress or she meant what she said. She needed his help. His skin still tingled from her touch, but he saw her complexion was whiter than normal. She held her stomach and forehead as she made her way to the couch. He closed the door and followed.
"Tess..."
The moment she sat, she let go of her head, but clenched her hands. "Mitch, I don't know what to do."
Her tears continued down her face. He reached for a tissue and handed it to her. "You are very good at your job."
"I didn’t do this, though. Yes, it was my plan, but I didn’t execute anything." She wiped her eyes and hesitated. “It wasn’t just business, not for me, not with you.
