Because I accused him of being infertile.
“You said usually.”
Zander studied me for a long moment, then lowered his glasses, and while I knew he was searching for the true cause of our separation, he wasn’t getting it.
“Let’s continue.You say you wanted to attend college at one point.”
“Adam wasn’t happy about the idea.I was kept busy with charities and hosting parties for his business partners.”
His eyes lifted from his tablet.“Working with an event planner, I assume.”
“Well, yes, but I oversaw everything as he requested.To ensure all the details were perfect.”I explained.“I didn’t mind.It gave me something to do.”
I wouldn’t say it was something I enjoyed doing, but it beat sitting around waiting for my husband to come home.There were only so many excuses I could make to meet with Kylie or go shopping.
“Something other than what you wanted to do.”
I saw the judgment on his face and decided that it wouldn’t hurt to be honest.
“Yes.”
Zander could judge all he wanted, but I doubt he’d been raised worrying if he’d eat that day or come home from school to find his parents wasted.
Doing what Adam wanted, knowing I had a roof over my head and food in the refrigerator wasn’t exactly a punishment.
I was grateful.
The car slows down as we approach my building, and I glance over, finding Zander's beautiful face covered in shadows.His eyes drop to mine, and for a moment, the cab of the vehicle is filled with an intensity that takes my breath away.
Oh God, this shouldn’t be happening.
The vehicle stops.
“Here we go, Mrs.Blackmore.”Terrance announces.“Shall I wait, sir?”
Zander doesn’t answer; his jaw has gone taut.
“Thank you.For the ride home.”I swallow and give Terrance a quick smile.“About earlier.I want you to know I appreciate everything you’re doing.”
His gaze dips to my lips, and I wonder what he’s thinking.Does he want to kiss me?Or am I imagining all of this?
“Like I said, this isn’t a friendship.”Zander rasps.“Pay our invoices, and that’s all we ask.”
Slap.
Just when I feel like we’re making strides, he goes and says something like that.
I shake my head.
“Lucky you chose law and not medicine, Mr.Sterling.”I gather my things and then wait for him to move so I can exit the vehicle.
But he surprises me.
A grin starts and keeps growing, then he breaks out into laughter.
What the hell?
He doesn’t stop, and before I know it, I’m smiling but trying hard not to.
