Henry made a sort of noise before looking everywhere but her face. His eyes darted to her mouth before resuming to look at the wall. Ellie felt her stomach drop as she remembered something else. She had, in her drug withdrawal induced state, kissed him. Ellie remembered the way he'd held her when she had done so. It was nice before the rational part of his brain had turned back on and deftly changed the tone back to polite business.

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Ellie didn't want things to change between them as she had changes within her life that she needed to tackle first. As that was her priority she decided that it would be best to act as if intimacy was out of the equation, for now. Her tone was casual as she said, "I guess after you saved me back there, you brought me here. I must have fallen asleep immediately and you decided you didn't want to disturb staff until they were back at the house."

"Of course. That is what a perfectly rational person would do. I am that." Henry said quickly, his eyes darting to her face quickly. "It's logic that I would take you to the safest location and make sure you could last the night here. And you're right, it would have been quite difficult for me to carry you all the way back to your room without a.s.sistance. I was drunk as well and it was dark so I thought the best idea for both of us was here. I have a bed that's large enough for two to sleep comfortably. I slept on the floor before sneaking up when it was dawn."

"You slept on the floor?" Ellie looked at him in alarm, then down to the tangle of blankets and pillow. It was strange thinking that he had been uncomfortable the whole night after gus efforts. It was stranger being this close to him. His hand was pus.h.i.+ng his hair back against his brow, where there were little professional highlights that Ellie hasn't seen before as she has never been this close to him. "You really are the dream gentleman for saving a girl and then sleeping on the floor. For me to say thank you feels wrong. It doesn't feel like enough."

"Enough?" Henry's voice caught on the word. His eyes narrowed as his mouth curled in displeasure at her concern for him. "If you did have an accident, all of my hard work in spoiling you and making you better would have been ruined."