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    Ethan moved stealthily but she was awake and she felt him leave the bed.
    She gave him a few seconds just to be sure he wasn’t headed for the bathroom. A person could have a legitimate reason for going in that direction in the middle of the night, she reminded herself. She would not get mad unless he started to get dressed.
    She opened her eyes and watched him make his way across the small bedroom to the closet. He opened the door and reached inside. When his hand reappeared she saw that he had a pair of trousers in it.
    “You know, you could have made a good living as a cat burglar.” She sat up in the middle of the bed and wrapped her arms around her knees. “You’re pretty good at sneaking out of a lady’s bedroom.”
    He went still for an instant and then stepped into the pants. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.”
    “Yes, I could see that.”
    “Zoe—”
    “Are you going to tell me what’s going on here, Ethan?”
    “I couldn’t sleep.” He pulled a fresh black tee shirt over his head. “Figured you wouldn’t want me pacing your living room until dawn so I thought I’d take a walk outside.”
    “A walk outside.”
    “Yeah.”
    “In the middle of the night?”
    “Figured some fresh air might help.”
    “Bull.” She flung the sheet aside and bounded to her feet. “You were going to walk out on me, weren’t you?”

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    “What the hell are you talking about?”
    “You were going to walk out on me in the middle of the night.” Belatedly she realized she was waving her hands. She hated when that happened. She folded them very tightly beneath her breasts instead, hugging her pain and outrage close. “I can’t believe it. I expected better than that from you, Ethan Truax.”
    “Let’s get something straight here.” He zipped up his trousers with a swift, economical motion. “I wasn’t walking out. I was going for a walk. Big difference.”
    “I don’t believe that for a moment. You’ve been acting weird for the past couple of weeks and I think it’s because you’ve changed your mind about wanting to be married.” Tears burned in her eyes. “You’ve changed your mind and you haven’t got the guts to tell me, do you?”
    “That’s not true.”
    “You don’t want to be married. Is that it? You’d rather be involved in an affair. You want to be free to walk away when things get boring. Admit it.”
    “Damnit, stop putting words in my mouth.” He closed the gap between them in two long strides and gripped her forearms. “I’m not looking for a way out of this marriage.”
    “No?”
    “No.”
    She raised her chin. “Then why are you acting like a man who’s hunting for the nearest exit?”
    “I don’t want out,” he said roughly. “But it might be better if I moved back into Nightwinds for a while.”
    “I knew it.”
    “No, you don’t know anything. You just think you do. This has got nothing to do with you or our marriage.”
    “That’s a lie. Whatever is going on here is causing some serious damage to this relationship.”
    “Zoe, I’m not good company right now.”
    She unfolded her arms and put her hands on his shoulders. “We’re not dating, we’re married, remember? That means that you don’t have to worry about whether or not you’re good company.”
    “Yeah?” He sounded grimly amused. “That hasn’t been my experience, and I’ve had plenty of it.”
    “We will not go into your previous marital experience. It was all warped.”
    “Warped, huh? I wondered what was wrong.”
    “You put up with my bad dreams.” She gave him a small shake that did not move him a fraction of an inch. “I put up with you when you’re not good company. That’s how it works.”

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    “Zoe—”
    “Tell me what’s going on