They arrived home at half three, and he sent her up to the guest room whilst he put the food away. When he returned to the guest room, she was sitting on the side of the bed, hands clasped on her knees.
'Where will you sleep?' she asked him, her eyes large, the blue in them still burning brightly, in spite of the darkness in the room.
'I'll take the floor?'
She shook her head. 'No, you've had no sleep since we've been here. At least not quality sleep, and if we are to return to New York tomorrow....'
He stepped towards her, his finger pressed on her mouth, hushing her. He didn't want to talk about work. Not now. He climbed into the bed, and took her hand. Wearing just a long Giants t-shirt, she was a vision, totally captivating him.
'There's room for both of us....I promise to stay on
