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used to describe Beka before. She was always just… Beka. She was clever and interesting and a great friend, but he had never ever looked at her as a woman before. Now all he wanted to do was wake her up and have sex with her again. Or maybe just wake her up to talk.
     
    Holy shit. He was falling in love with Beka. How on earth had that happened? What was he going to do? They could never make it work. He needed to be back home with his son and his work. There was no way he could move here to be with her, and he was never going ask another woman to follow him ever again. Making that mistake once was bad enough.
     
    Besides, he did not even know if she would want to try to make it work. Would she be willing to drive up to the University to visit him? Did she want him to drive down here to see her whenever his parents were willing to look after Connor? Would she be willing to become a mother to his son now that Jen had abandoned them? What about that guy she had plans with last night? For all he knew, Beka could be seriously involved with someone else, and this could just be a one night affair.
     
    There were too many questions that needed answering, and at the end of the day, he could not take that risk. He could not ask Beka to give up her life and the work she was doing for him. More importantly, he could not bring some new woman into Connor’s life only to have it not work out.
     
    Slowly he extricated his limbs from hers and slid off the couch. Silently he began to get dressed, doing his best not to wake her. Once he was dressed, he paused for a moment to watch her sleep. She was so beautiful. Gently he adjusted the blanket covering her, and he could not resist giving her a small kiss on the forehead.
     
    “Goodbye,” he whispered.
     

Chapter 8
    On Sunday morning, Beka woke up alone. She glanced around. Clarke was nowhere to be seen and neither were his clothes.
     
    “Goddammit, Clarke!” Somehow she was not at all surprised. Normally Clarke would never be the guy who snuck out in the early hours of the morning. However, these were not normal circumstances. She knew how badly his divorce had hurt him. In fact, she could almost picture his thought process. He was too scared to take a chance, and he certainly did not want to risk his son getting hurt again.
     
    She understood why he did what he did, but she was still pissed. Sneaking out was a dick move, and he certainly was not allowed to make decisions about their future without at least talking to her. He was not going to get away with this.
     
    It took her absolutely no time at all to find the location of the conference, and it was easy to persuade everyone that she belonged there. She knew just enough about the conference subject matter to secure herself a seat in the room where he was going to present. Her instinct was to confront him as soon as possible, but she suppressed that. However unfair to her he had been, it would be unkind to distract him right before his big presentation. She knew it meant a lot to him.
     
    The room filled quickly, and Beka made sure to sit in the back where he would not notice her. She was impressed by how many people wanted to hear him speak. She always knew he was brilliant, and it seemed there were a lot of people in that room who felt the same way.
     
    When he spoke, the room fell silent. He presented his research in an interesting and dynamic way. Somehow he managed to hold the attention of the entire room. She was amazed.
     
    Finally the presentation ended. Some of his peers stayed to speak with him, so she just waited quietly in the back. She was still pissed at him, but he deserved the time to be recognized and appreciated. Eventually, the last of the audience members left for their next session.
     
    “You found me,” commented Clarke as she walked over to him. At least he had the grace to look embarrassed.
    “Of course I found you. You told me exactly where you were going to be.”
     
    “Listen, I want to