“No, I already went, thank you.”
“Do you have anything to pack in the bathroom?”
“Oh, a couple things. You know”—Delaney lowered her voice—“some personal items.”
“I’ll keep my eyes closed,” Quinn said, then left the room to pack up the bathroom. He made a detour to the kitchen to grab a plastic bag, and then dumped everything he saw in the bathroom into the bag. It wasn’t much. Some shower items, feminine supplies, lip balm, and lots and lots of prescription bottles. Holy hell, Greer had made a good call. He quickly headed back to Delaney’s bedroom, where it was very quiet. He found her lying sideways on the bed as if she had just fallen backwards after sitting down. She was snoring. Quinn crammed the plastic bag of toiletries into the suitcase and closed it up. He leaned over her, nudging her shoulder. “Delaney, wake up. Let’s get going.”
“Quinn, I haven’t slept in months.” She sat up. “If you could just stay quiet, I think I can finally sleep.”
“Now that I know there’s no emergency . . .” Except Quinn was pretty sure that once the alcohol wore off, she’d still be a hot mess. From what he had seen tonight, Greer was right about Delaney needing help. “. . . and I know you’re just drunk—”
“Drunk? I wish. No, that was hours ago. Pretty sure I’ve moved into the hangover stage if this honking headache is anything to go by.” She massaged her forehead and then lay back on the bed again. “Ssssh. I just need to sleep for a week. Or two.”
“Greer, remember?” He grabbed her hands so he could help her stand.
“I remember. There’s only one thing though,” she said, not quite steady on her feet.
“What’s that?” Quinn turned around from picking up the old battered suitcase just as Delaney said, “I think you’ll have to carry me.”
And then she fell against him, throwing her arms around his neck for support.
In that moment, holding Delaney in his arms, two things became clear. First, Greer was going to owe him something real big. And second, he was in trouble. Seeing Delaney again, being near her—holy hell, the woman was dangerous. But she needed help. Greer was right about that. So, he’d take her back to Climax and make sure he was never, ever alone with her.
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About the Author
Lee Kilraine is a RITA® and Golden Heart® Finalist. She lives in the pine woods of North Carolina. When she isn’t typing away at her computer with her golden retriever, Harley, destroying something at her feet, you might find her on her front porch swing plotting her next book while guarding her garden from a local gang of deer. She loves writing and reading small town contemporary romance stories with a Happily Ever After. And if they make her laugh...well, that's perfect.
Find out more about Lee and her books at leekilraine.com
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