If she stayed in that room another second, she knew that she would never be able to leave again. Was that what she wanted? She still wasn't even sure. Standing quickly to her feet, she stammered out that she should let him get some sleep. He reached for her, but she was too quick. On the way out the door, she picked up the wristwatch she'd given him for his fiftieth birthday that he'd laid next to the bed and slipped it into her pocket.