His thoughts kept coming back to Haven, on how she’d been crying out in her sleep, how he’d had to wake her and how she’d thrown herself against him, sobbing.

His gut tightened as he remembered how it felt to feel her body wrapped against his while she cried. He’d wanted to offer her comfort, but instead, all she’d wanted was to be left alone.

That wasn’t right. No one should be alone when they were hurting like that.

He shouldn’t have left her.

Dammit. He didn’t know what to do about her—for her.

But he was determined to figure her out.

Chapter Seventeen

HAVEN DOVE INTO WORK THE NEXT DAY, DETERMINED to focus on her job and the arriving camera crew and forget all about the bad dream she’d had the night before, as well as the fact that she’d had sex with Trevor.

If she could concentrate on work and nothing but that, she’d be fine.

She staved off the exhaustion from lack of sleep by drinking several cups of coffee and eating the awesome breakfast Hammond had provided. She’d also avoided Trevor by asking the crew to pick her up at the house early that morning so they could go over the battle plan for the interviews and camera shots at the ballpark for the game tonight against Los Angeles. She’d left Trevor a text message telling him she’d meet him at the ballpark later that day.

They were nearing the end of the regular season. The Rivers were doing okay, but still three games out of first place, and the teams in the other division were breathing down their necks trying to get the wild card spot. It wasn’t going to be easy for them to make the playoffs. In fact, unless they won every one of their last seven games, it was going to be damned near impossible.

She was going to make that the thrust of her on-camera interview today with Trevor, so they’d have a sound bite to send in for tonight’s sportscast as part of a teaser for her upcoming feature, one of the things she’d discussed with her producer. Even though her assignment wasn’t going to be completed for a while, her producer wanted to lay the groundwork, to get the audience invested in advance.

No pressure or anything, right?

She went through her notes and she and the crew went over camera angles and where they planned to set up prior to the game. Trevor agreed to meet with her early, before warm-ups, at the field. They’d made arrangements with team management, as well as with a few of the players, so they’d be able to conduct on-camera interviews today.

Her plate was full—exactly what she needed. No time to think about anything personal, which suited her just fine.

Because professionally, things were going smoothly. It was the personal side she’d royally screwed up by sleeping with Trevor last night.

That wouldn’t happen again.

When Trevor arrived, he came up to her, his expression filled with concern.

Which was the last thing she needed.

“How are you?” he asked, smoothing his hand up and down her arm.

It was just that kind of gentle care she didn’t need. She took a step back, giving him a bright, very professional, not at all personal kind of smile. “I’m doing great today. How are you?”

She could tell he knew something was off, but at least he seemed good-natured about it. “Good. Did you manage any sleep last night?”

Aware of the camera crew lurking nearby, she gave a short nod. “Slept like the dead. I realize you’re going to need to get to warm-ups and I have several of your teammates to interview as well today, so let’s get your mic on so we can get this interview rolling.”

He gave her a sideways look, but then he nodded. “You’re the boss.”

Grateful he didn’t press her any further about last night, she put his mic on, then sat next to him and started the interview. She started with innocuous questions about the current season, including what he thought the Rivers’ chances were to make the postseason. Trevor, as always, was filled with confidence about the team’s chances and said they’d play as hard as they always had, but it was always a game-by-game situation.

Typical player response, but he gave a great interview and she was grateful for that.

Then she got into some of the background questions she’d asked during the preliminary interviews, about his childhood and the sports he’d played, mainly a reiteration of what they’d already gone over, but this time, on camera. It went well, and it went quickly, so they finished on time.

“Thanks,” she said when they were done. “That’s all we’ll do today. We’ll get some shots of you playing tonight’s game, and we’ll use that as promo for the piece.”