Morgan's POV

I didn't bother about how loud my voce had been. All I did was pick up my bag and say to Winston. "I'm sorry but I have to leave." I didn't wait for his reply as I hurried out of the restaurant. He met me outside.

"What's wrong?" I shook my head.

"Just something urgent."

"Do you mind if I drive you?"

"No!" It came out hastier than I wanted it to. "No " I said again, softly this time. "You can't." He couldn't drive me home. I couldn't risk him knowing that I have kids, wouldn't let him in on that piece of information. What if he...