"I didn't know whether or not you were awake." Well. If she was going to be awkward, she was at least going to do a top notch job of it. "Obviously, you are."

Pippa didn't want to have a conversation with him either, the last one hadn't gone so well. Besides, she had no idea what to say at this point. She didn't have it in her to yell any more and even if she did, what more was there to scream about? Plenty. There was plenty that went unsaid earlier but little of it seemed to really matter as she slowly stretched stiff muscles and tried to untangle herself from the bed linen.

Her task managed, she leaned over the side of the bed and picked up her shirt, pulling it on before getting to her feet. It barely covered the tops of her thighs but it would suffice as she carefully skirted Rory's long legs and headed into the bathroom. She needed a shower. She needed to think. She needed to figure out how she was going to put her calm demeanor back in place and carry on as if she were just fine.

One night and six months of pretending were gone.