I had spent the intervening months stalking her, searching for a weakness, and making sure she didn’t already have a boyfriend. For the life of me, I could never explain why she didn’t. I can only assume every other sentient being on the planet thought themselves unworthy of her attention. They were right. Superb doesn’t begin to describe my wife. She is the pinnacle of feminine creation: intelligent, generous, giving, virtuous, funny, beautiful. I dreamed of telling her about my day, conquering the world and laying it at her feet. All I wanted was her by my side, sharing every moment of my life. *** Tabitha lay beside him in their bed, resplendent and peaceful in a pair of faded gray sweats. He brushed a loose hair from her face, longing to reach those last few inches and kiss her, hold her, lock her to him so the terrible fear would go away. But he couldn’t, not until she gave him permission. The look of disgust she’d given him the night before had cut him too deep. Somehow, he had to erase that look.
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