She couldn’t believe she’d agreed with Ridge’s plan to go to his house. They had driven down to take the ferry over to Seattle and then the few miles to his house. She had flown here with the intention of going back home, to keep her distance from Ridge, and here she was in his house. Little furniture decorated the place, and only Alex’s and Ridge’s bedrooms had beds. Thinking about it, she bit her lip and swiped a hand over the mirror. She had two choices—sleep with Alex in his twin size bed or with Ridge in his. At least at Ridge’s parents’ house Alex’s bed was a full size. Still, even as she thought about it, she knew what she would do. “I definitely can’t forgive him…can I?” A knock on the door made her jump. “Hey, you okay in there, baby?” “I’m fine.” Why did he have to keep calling her baby and honey? She shut her eyes, leaned heavily on the sink, and searched for the resolve she had arrived with.
