Thomas leaned over to press a kiss just to her temple, then led Abby back up to her room. Once they were there, he waited until she had changed and gotten back into bed- he tucked her in, the action oddly reminiscent of Bridget earlier that evening. Thomas waited a few minutes to be sure she was asleep, then wrote a quick note, leaving it on the bedside table for Abby to see in the morning. That done, he turned, willing himself to leave- his duty to Bridget the only thing that could tear him away.