He knew he looked defensive, but he didn’t really care. Two big things, and his wife had lied to him. He was angry again, too, but more than that, he felt like someone had shoved a stake through his heart. “What gets me is that you don’t seem to trust me. We’ve been marrie...
“You need what I say you need, unless you call a stop.” His fingers tightened in her hair, and he drew her head back carefully so he could watch her face. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her when she’d already said she was hurting. Uncomfortable, she’d said, but he wasn’t sure he was buying ...
He didn’t want to wake her by moving, but he needed to check in with the hospital about Olivia, see how she’d fared through the night. He was almost afraid to ask, but he owed it to her. The guilt was still there, but it wasn’t as raw and all-consuming as it had been yeste...
Less than five minutes into his decision to be careful about how he treated Delia and what he said to her, and he’d already blown it. It wasn’t his fault, though. Who wouldn’t react to a chandelier with hanging dicks? He hadn’t been upstairs before, so he followed Delia in...