Page 149 of Just Let Go

“I’m not.” His shoulders slumped. “I went in for a few minutes. Thought I could drink it all away, but...”

“But what?”

He shrugged. “Seemed wrong.”

She watched him. He’d gone to a bar, probably had a drink or two, and then he came outside—alone? In the freezing cold? He wasn’t perfect, but oh, how he was trying.

“Can I drive you back to your room?”

He shook his head. “You can come sit here with me.”

“We need to go.”

“It’s still early,” he said.

“Let’s go.”

He stood. “Fine.”

She led him to her rental car, then drove back toward the resort in silence.

He stared out the window.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He shrugged. “Course I’m okay.”

“It’s just your dad said some things I—”

“My dad is a jerk.” Grady cut her off. “Always has been.”

Quinn snapped her mouth shut and drove. Maybe now wasn’t the best time to talk. They arrived back at the resort and headed toward his room.

He pulled his key out and let himself in, holding the door open for her. She stood, unmoving, on the threshold of the door.

“Aren’t you going to come in?” he asked.

“I don’t think I should.”

He met her gaze. “For a minute? Please?”

She took an uncertain step inside, and he closed the door behind her. “Do you need anything before I head back to my own room?”

He touched her face. “I let you down tonight, and I’m sorry.”

She looked up into his eyes and saw sorrow there.

“Tell me it’s okay.”

She shook her head. “But it’s not okay.”

He closed his eyes. “I know. I told you I’m really not good enough for you, Quinn. As much as I want you, you deserve so much better than me.”

“You need some coffee.” She moved past him into the suite and found the small coffeepot near the sink.

“I had one drink. I’m fine.”He plopped down onto the stiff hotelloveseat. “Do you remember the first time I kissed you?”

She eyed him over one shoulder. “Doyouremember the first time you kissed me?”

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