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opened the door,
noticing Shayla still sleeping. He carefully took a pillow from the
bed, making sure not to disturb her then laid on the floor next to
the king-sized bed, quickly falling asleep. It had been a long day
for him, too.

Chapter 6
     
    “Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry,” Shayla said. She
had just woke up, two o’clock in the morning, and as she was
getting out of bed to go to the bathroom, she stepped on Donovan’s
back. He was lying there on the floor, next to the bed. What was he
doing on the floor?
    Donovan woke up groggy. Sleeping on the
floor was not comfortable but he’d rather sacrifice his
comfortability rather than make her feel uncomfortable by sleeping
next to her. In a hotel.
    He rubbed his eyes, looked up at her
standing near the bed with her right hand covering her mouth,
looking like she was in trouble. “What are you so frazzled about?”
he asked with a yawn and a smirk.
    “I didn’t realize you were lying on the
floor…didn’t mean to step on you.” She giggled a little.
    “You stepped on me? I didn’t feel a
thing.”
    “But you woke up…”
    “The sound of your panicked voice woke me
up.”
    “Well, now that I know I didn’t hurt you,
I’ll continue on to the bathroom.”
    Donovan had a feeling she would try to leave
for home once she came out of the bathroom, so he hurried to heat
up her dinner in the microwave.
    Shayla came out a few moments later and
said, “Okay, I should be heading home now.”
    “Why so soon?”
    “Soon?” She glanced at the clock on the
nightstand. “It’s two in the morning. Besides, there’s no reason
why you should be sleeping on the floor.”
    “I’m not on the floor now. Plus, we still
need to eat dinner.”
    Shayla smacked her lips. “We’re going to eat
dinner two in the morning?”
    “Yeah,” he said and the microwave beeped.
“Why not?” He took the plate from the microwave. “Smells good,
doesn’t it?”
    “It does smell good.” She took it, and
walked over to a small round table next to the window.
    He joined her moments later with his food
and while sitting, he said, “I trust you slept well?”
    “Yeah. I did.” She took a bite of chicken
and glanced up at him staring at her. “Are you going to drive me
back across the street to get my car?”
    “Do you think I would make you walk?”
    Shayla smiled. “No.”
    He smiled back, then tossed some shrimp in
his mouth. “I already moved your car over here.”
    “You did?”
    “Yes…while you were sleeping.”
    “Oh. Well, thank you.”
    “You’re welcome, Shayla.”
    A few minutes of silence passed as they
delved into their food. They didn’t finish it at the restaurant,
but they were sure going to finish it now.
    Shayla recalled bits and pieces of their
conversation before they left Chili’s yesterday evening and looked
at him inquisitively. “If I recall correctly, you said you knew
Jacob.”
    “No, I didn’t say that.”
    Shayla frowned. “Your exact words to me
were, you didn’t know Jacob and Carter were brothers , which
not only implies that you know Carter—”
    “When I spoke to you on the phone a while
back, when you told me you had gotten married, I asked you for your
husband’s name, remember?”
    “Yeah, but you didn’t tell me you knew him,
which obviously you do if you know he had a brother named
Jacob.”
    Donovan cleared his throat. There was no
talking his way out of this one. “I know Jacob through Carter.”
    Shayla frowned once more. “And how do you
know Carter?”
    “We went to college together.”
    “Wow,” Shayla said wiping her mouth with a
napkin. “Wow. Isn’t that just great?”
    “Before you get upset—”
    “Too late for that,” she snapped. Frowning,
she asked, “Why does everyone in my life lie to me?”
    “I didn’t lie…listen,” Donovan said,
deciding to come clean. “When you moved to Norfolk, Carter called
me…asked me to look after you.”
    Shayla shook her head. “So that’s why you
hired