Chapter 78. The Kiss He Didn't Finish

By the following Thursday, Diana had learned that being tired did not always mean wanting to sleep.

Sometimes it meant wanting Gabriel to lie beside her without asking what needed doing. Sometimes it meant wanting him to take over dinner. Tonight, it meant wanting the look he had given her when she took off her coat at Eva's birthday.

She came out of the bathroom wearing the soft robe he liked and found him reading in bed.

He looked up immediately.

Diana smiled.

Then he set the book down, stood, and asked whether she wanted a glass of water.

She nearly laughed.

“No.”

He came closer, his hands resting lightly against her shoulders. The kiss touched her mouth, warm and familiar, then stopped before she could draw him further into it.

“You've had a long day.”

“Yes.”

“You should rest.”

Diana looked at him.

“I was planning to.”

He brushed her hair back and stepped away.

The small space he