He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. All she needed was time to openly admit it. In the meantime, he wasn’t about to over think the subject. He’d seen the way she looked at him. It was killing him, but she still wasn’t ready. The important thing was she was here, with him; everything else would fall into place. When she’d mentioned the word divorce, for a moment, he’d panicked. He’d lived through seven years of separation because never once had she contacted him with the request to make it permanent. One cold shower later, Josh settled into his lonely bed. Throwing an arm over his head, he attempted to push all thoughts from his mind. It must have worked as the next time consciousness pulled him into awareness, he felt someone sitting on his chest – Lux. Reaching for her, he was astonished when he realized he couldn’t move his arms. Panic set in. Something was holding him immobile. Shocked at how someone had managed to sneak up on him, Josh fought against his bonds.
