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I nod, hopeful for the first time, all day. He begins to walk off and I cling to him. “Can you just hug me for a moment, please?” He holds me tightly, and we stand in each other’s arms for a long time. I’m feeling so fragile and clingy.
“I love you,” I whisper.”
“Do you, Lize?” he asks softly. “Or do you just think you do? Because from where I’m standing, it doesn’t seem like it.”
I close my eyes in sadness. “Nathe, I only told the girls what had been said to me, not that I believed it. Zavier rattled me, yes, I can’t deny it. But put yourself in my shoes for a moment.”
He exhales heavily. “Let me shower.”
“Okay.” I kiss him softly again, and he disappears up the hall.
He kissed me. There’s hope.
I get back to making dinner, and I put the chicken in the oven and pour two glasses of red wine. Then, I stare at my glass and frown.
What if I’m pregnant?
I take a sip with a shaky hand, and then I pour my glass down the sink.
Fuck, this is a disaster.
The apartment phone rings. I frown and pick up. “Hello.”
“Hello, Miss Bennet. It’s Roy from concierge.”
“Hi, Roy.”
“I have a visitor here for you. He said you are expecting him.”
“Who is it?”
“Robert Scott.” My eyes widen. What? Nathan must be expecting him. “That’s fine, send him up.”
I pour myself another glass of wine. One glass can’t hurt, surely fucking not.
Moments later, there is a soft knock on the door, and I open it.
“Hello, Eliza.” Robert smiles. He leans in and kisses my cheek. I know Robert from over the years. He’s a nice guy. Handsome and sweet.
“Hi.”
“Is Nathan home?” he asks nervously.
I frown. I thought he said he was expected. “Yeah, he’s in the shower.” My eyes hold his. “Does he know you’re coming?”
“Um.” His eyes dart up the hall to where the shower just turned off, and Robert twists his hands nervously in front of him. “No.”
The hairs on the back of my neck stand to attention. ……Something feels off.
Nathan walks up the hall in his navy, silk boxers, and he stops mid-step when he sees Robert.
“What are you doing here?” he asks.
“Um.” Roberts eyes flicker to me nervously. “I wanted to talk to you… both.”
I look between them.
“I wanted Eliza to hear this from me, out of respect.” He shrugs. “I don’t want anything underhand.”
