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he would react to the idea of her going off with Memphis for a week.
    “I think that’s a great idea. I think I can get some time off, maybe. Or a long weekend when I’m not on call.”
    The suggestion startled Kennedy. Since when had he ever said he could get time off? Hell, they were just arguing over him taking a night off. 
    “I was thinking of going to Alaska,” she told him, treading carefully since he assumed he was invited, adding, “With Memphis.”
    Kennedy looked up when Brooks came out of the kitchen and set two plates on the table. He didn’t say anything right away; instead he sat down at one of the settings and picked up his cutlery.
    “With Memphis?” He took a slow bite.
    “He’s going back to Alaska for a week to do some work for a new resort opening up there.” She stood and went to sit at the table with him. “He invited me to go along with him.”
    Brooks stopped mid-chew and finally looked at her.
    “When do you leave?”
    “In two weeks.”
    He nodded and swallowed the food in his mouth.
    “That’s good timing, then,” he said without reaction, spearing another piece of food.
    Kennedy narrowed her eyes at him, not sure if he was being a smart-ass or not.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked.
    “I’m leaving for another conference around that time.” He shrugged. “At least you’ll have something to do while I’m gone.”
    “Another one? You just got back from one.”
    “I know that.” He lowered the fork. “Do you want me to apologize for being such a great doctor that other hospitals are interested in me?”
    “No, of course not,” she said. “You’re gone a lot lately, though.”
    “At least you’ll have something to do this time, too.”
    “Where are you going?”
    He looked down at his plate and pushed around his food before answering, “Back to Montreal.”
    Something about the way he hesitated in his answer and was suddenly avoiding eye contact awakened Kennedy’s sixth sense. Something was off. She watched him closely, waiting for him to look at her again but all he did was play with his food. Having no basis to start accusations, she decided to let the subject of his job go.
    “So, you’re okay with me going with Memphis?”
    He met her eyes again.
    “Why shouldn’t I be okay with it?” His smirk turning into a sneer. “You are just friends, right?”
    Kennedy glared at him for what she felt was an accusation, and left the table. She stomped to her bedroom and slammed the door. She knew it was a childish thing to do, but she didn’t care.
    Brooks would deny it, but the allegation was there beneath the not-so-innocent words. It wasn’t a secret he always thought there had been something between her and Memphis—a secret affair at one point.
    His words cut more than she could ever imagine. He didn’t have to say what he actually meant, it was written all over his face. Kennedy had always been faithful and honest; not only to him but to every man she’d dated. She had been cheated on more than once, but despite some of her exes deserving the same treatment they dished out, she had never crossed that line. It not only hurt that Brooks would imply what he did, it downright pissed her off.
    Kennedy stalked to her bathroom and filled the Jacuzzi tub as she stripped off her clothes. She added some apple-cinnamon-scented bubble bath before slipping into the warm water. She didn’t want to walk around all day smelling like baked goods, but the scent was her bath time pleasure. She closed her eyes as the aroma filled the room. It soothed and calmed her nerves after a long day . . . or a fight with her boyfriend.
    She hadn’t been in the tub for more than ten minutes when there was a knock.
    Kennedy opened her eyes and stared at the closed door. She closed her eyes again, leaning her head against the back of the tub. “Come in,” she finally said.
    Brooks entered, not saying a word as he sat on the edge of the tub beside her. When Kennedy