[i]There was no answer. No sound of anyone getting up, no movement from inside, no voice. Tara had heard the yell, she’d very clearly gotten the message, but she was one for grudges. If Miles got himself in trouble, it was his own problem, not hers. She remained on the couch, leaning against the throw pillows beneath her blanket. Miles’ expression went from a grin to a frown almost instantly once he realized she wasn’t coming to the door.[/i]