Given their separation, sharing the same space overnight seemed out of place.

She had no desire to relive the discomfort endured the other night at the Fowler residence.

With that thought, Melissa moved to the sofa and said softly, “It's time for you to go. I can look after Matthew on my own."

Marcus leaned on the sofa, casually placing a hand behind his head, his gaze sharp as he observed her.

“What's the matter? Scared people will talk? Or are you concerned that Mr. Waston or Violette might get the wrong idea?"