Zoe was thankful to him and she hesitated for a split second. As much as he didn't want to let her go, she didn't want to be let go. But time was ticking by..
Her lips found his again for one more kiss. But this was the last one. Though the last one was supposed to be the last one. She kept it short, knowing her fifty feeling things were right on the surface and even though he was doing a good job handling it so far, they couldn't risk it. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her so he couldn't see her naked top half. It was bright light out and just no. She grinned at him and shrugged her brows once as if to tease him that his nemesis the pillow was back with her.
She scrambled off the bed, her tattoo peeking at him from next to the pillow held to her as she swiped her clothes up off the floor and hustled into the bathroom for a couple of minutes. She wasn't gone long and when she came back out, she was dressed again and sat on the edge of the bed to grab her shoes and put them on.