She was painfully aware of her precarious situation, but she was also mindful that the part of her that hadn’t been destroyed first by Max and later by Logan wanted this thing with Henry to be real. Their easy banter, the playful caresses, the easy intimacy—it all felt so wonderful and right. And now that it was Friday and the football game was tomorrow, she found herself wanting to spend every last second she could with him. So, even though she needed to pack, when he’d invited her, Vince, Evie, and Skye to his house for a fire in his backyard, she hadn’t been able to say no. Nor had she been able to say no, once he’d gotten the fire going, to curling up on the chaise lounge with him, which was why she was now enjoying the warmth of the fire with her head resting on his chest and his arms
