Ash wound the edge of Eddie’s T-shirt around her fingers.
“You’re Senator Kirk’s daughter?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Eddie’s voice turned thick.
“I didn’t know how.”
He took her by the shoulders then, squaring her off, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Why the hell not? How hard—He shook his head. “Jesus, what else haven’t you told me? Is it all a lie? Law school? Breaking up with your boyfriend? Every damn thing?”
Her tongue moved inside her mouth, searching for words. He spun away from her. Facing the windows, helaced his hands behind his head. “Just leave, Ash. Or Ashton. Or whatever your name really is.”
“Eddie, please. It… I’ll… I can tell you…” She’d tell him whatever he wanted to know. But it wouldn’t change anything. It wouldn’t change what had happened last night, or the way she felt about him. Ash sucked in a breath and held it, trying not to cry. But maybe it did.
Maybe it changed everything.
He didn’t say anything, just shook his head again. The muscles in his back drew tight with tension. In silence, she pulled on her shorts and grabbed her shirt and panties from the couch. She couldn’t find her socksor shoes, but she didn’t dare stay.