warmth
begin
to
build
between
her
legs.
She
returned
his
smile,
knowing
if
she
were
to
take
him
up
on
his
offer
she
would
never
finish
packing.
“Thanks
for
the
offer,
but
I
believe
I
can
manage.”
She
felt
her
smile
slowly
fade
away
as
reality
set
in.
Although
she
did
not
regret
any
of
the
time
she
had
spent
with
him,
she
knew
it
was
about
to
end.
There
was
no
other
way,
and
it
would
be
for
the
best.
She
had
to
shift
her
focus
away
from
Storm
and
back
to
the
baby
she
wanted
more
than
anything.
As
soon
as
she
got
home,
she
would
schedule
an
appointment
with
the
fertility
clinic
to
get
things
started.
A
continuation
of
Storm
in
her
life
would
only
complicate
things
and
she
didn’t
do
well
with
complications.
Besides,
she
knew
there
was
no
Mr.
Right
for
her,
especially
one
by
the
name
of
Storm
Westmoreland.
So
why
was
it
so
hard
for
her
to
get
out
of
his
bed?
And
why
did
she
want
to
make
love
to
him
again,
one
last
time
before
she
finally
walked
out
the
door?
“I
enjoyed
our
time
together,
Jayla.”
His
words
interrupted
her
thoughts
and
she
met
his
gaze,
studied
his
eyes.
“I
did,
too,
and
still
no
regrets,
right?”
He
reached
out
and
threaded
his
fingers
through
her
hair.
“No
regrets.
We’re
adults
and
we
did
what
we
wanted
to
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