and neck with a damp cloth。 〃That's quite some cold；〃 he muttered。
〃It just hung on。 I thought it'd be better by now。〃
〃Why did you leave New York in the first place？ You should have stayed
in bed。〃
He was annoyed with her。 She thought that was unfair。 〃It wasn't snowing
at home；〃 she argued。 〃I had no idea I'd run into this mess； or that it
would get so bad so fast。〃
〃Forget the weather。 You should have been in bed anyway； with a cold
like this。〃
〃Good God； Mitch； I can't put my life on hold every time I get a cold。〃
〃Yeah； well if you don't take better care of yourself； you may put your
life on permanent hold。 Colds can turn into pneumonia； and people die
from pneumonia。〃
She teared up。 〃I just wanted to be here with you。〃 She turned onto her
side； away from his glower； and pulled the covers up around her ears。
She was startled when Mitch lifted her； covers and all； and held her
tightly。 From time to time he dipped his head； touching his lips to her
hair； her brow； or her eyes。 His voice was softer when he finally spoke。
〃Don't think I didn't want to see you as much。 I did。 But we could have
e next week。〃
〃Someone else may be here next week。〃
〃No one will be here。〃
〃How do you know？〃 she cried with a touch of indignance。
Looking suddenly resigned； he shifted her in his arms and ran a hand
back through his hair。 〃Because this is my house。 Miles Cooper works for
me。 He rents it out when I'm not planning to be here。〃
The puzzle piece fell into place。 Hoarsely； she said； 〃Oh； my。 It
figures； I guess。 Helps explain the original mix…up。 And why you prefer
this bed。 It's yours。〃
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