Why did he have to do that? Why did he have to give her an opening? Pippa looked at him for a long, long moment before carefully untangling herself from him and sitting up. It wasn't that she didn't like being in his arms but she just could not think if she was pressed against his body that way.

Well, she couldn't think about the things that bore thinking about--the things neither of them seemed to relish discussing.

Tucking the sheet around herself and looking down at him, Pippa shook her head. "I've had six months...nearly a year if you want to consider the time before I left. Time hasn't gotten me anywhere, Ro." Oh, it had. It had. Just not where she wanted to be. "And I am not the only one who needs to talk."

That's right, she had every intention of dragging him right along with her.