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words obviously paining him, and took a long breath. When he opened them again, the lines of his jaw had hardened. “Why were you tempted tonight? What was it about him? His money? His looks?”
    She looked down, his words stinging her.
    “Tell me.”
    She shook her head. “It was the way he looked at me, Seth. Like he wanted me. Like I was worth wanting.”
    He winced like she’d slapped him. “I still want you, Lei.”
    “No, you don’t. Not like that. Neither of us looks at each other that way anymore.”
    He took a deep breath. “Give me a weekend.”
    She swiped at the tears that had escaped down her cheeks. “Seth—”
    “Three days,” he said, propping himself up on his elbow, a resolute look gliding over his stricken features. “No work. No kids. You give me complete control over what happens with us for the next three days and let’s see what happens. After that, we can call an attorney if that’s what you want.”
    Confusion swamped her. “Three days to do what?”
    “That would be up to me and not you,” he said, his tone firmer than she’d ever heard it. “You give me the control. If you want to pull the parachute cord at any point, you say
Austin
and I’ll walk away.”
    She had no idea what he was planning to do, but the implication of using her maiden name as her “out” word was not lost on her. “I don’t understand.”
    He reached out and touched her damp cheek. “You don’t have to. But if there is any part of you that wants to see if there’s anything left between us worth saving, you’ll say yes.”
    The look in his big brown eyes broke her heart all over again, and for a second, she saw a glimmer of that college boy she’d fallen in love with. The one who had looked at an awkward art student as if she held life’s greatest secrets. She didn’t have much hope that they could find what they’d lost, but she owed Seth the chance to try. And she owed it to herself.
    She put her hand over the one he’d used to cup her cheek and nodded. “Okay. Three days.”

Chapter Five
     
    Seth had waited until Leila fell into a fitful sleep before getting out of bed. He’d made the necessary phone call and then had spent the last few hours of the morning in Leila’s home office. Under normal circumstances, he would never rifle through her things without asking her first, but right now wasn’t a time to worry about being polite.
    He knew Leila was an avid reader, always preferring books to sitting in front of the television. And he also knew she only kept the books she loved and gave the rest away in a donation to the library a few times a year. So all he needed to do was figure out where she kept her collection of favorites.
    After sifting through cabinets of paint and fabric samples, he finally found what he was looking for in a stack of boxes in the corner of her office closet. He opened the lids of a few, checking the contents, then hauled out the one filled with the raciest covers. He set the box down next to Leila’s chair, clicked on the reading lamp, and settled in for a bit of research.
    If he wasn’t exciting his wife anymore, then he needed to know what was.
    * * *
     
    Leila’s hands were sticky against the cool leather of the limousine’s seat. Seth had woken her up this morning, instructed her to pack a bag, and then had headed out to bring the kids to stay with her family for the weekend. All without saying more than a handful of sentences to her.
    When he’d returned, there had been a limo waiting outside for the two of them. A limo. Like they could afford to waste money on something like that. She sagged against the seat, feeling the burden of Seth’s hopes on her shoulders. “So are you going to tell me where we’re going?”
    Seth, who’d been starting out the window with an unreadable expression on his face, turned to face her. “You remember that time we snuck over to that little lake off campus and got caught in a hail storm?”
    She blinked, caught off