“I’m going to bed,” I announced. Hint, hint. Chris flicked me a distracted smile. “I’m going to finish watching this.” We were there already? A mere summer of loving, and that was it? “I’m not really that tired tonight,” I tried to be more obvious. “Then stay and watch the rest of the film.” I glowered at him and pushed up off the couch. “Maybe I’ll just read before bed.” I lowered my voice to a mutter, “Maybe erotica, since no one else is getting me off tonight.” “Huh? What?” I waved him off, walking away. “Night. Don’t worry about me.” “Okay, night.”
