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Chapter Six
—Christian—
Now
I walked into the house that used to be our home with boxes in my hands. Today was the day I was officially moving out. Everything was ironed out with our lawyers. I was giving Kinley the house and her car. We were splitting our savings, and selling our two vacation homes—one was in St. Thomas, and the other was in Colorado. Since we didn’t have any kids, our settlement was simple.
In three days, we’d sign our divorce papers, and then our attorneys would schedule our day in court for the judge to sign off and make it official.
We were no longer married.
Our last therapy session was two days ago, and nothing was sorted or fixed between us, not one damn thing. We hadn’t spoken which was by far the worst silence, when we were deliberately not wanting to speak to each other, it was worse than when we were arguing. At least then it felt as if we were fighting for something.
However, at this point, I didn’t know what to say, what to feel, fuck…
For the last few weeks I’d been staying at Julian and Autumn’s ranch, needing to get out of this house and all the memories it held. I couldn’t keep up with the turmoil of it all, and I still had a business to run and patients to see.
I’d lost…
Our marriage.
Our love.
Her.
I’d lost everything that ever mattered to me, and it felt like my life was falling apart and spinning out of control. I couldn’t take it anymore, not my thoughts, or my questions, or my fucking patience. For years I’d prayed this was just a phase, another chapter in our lives, something we would work through and tell our kids about one day.
I was wrong.
Now I was facing our failures head-on. With a hole in my heart, I walked around our house that she’d made into a home. Remembering every moment we’d shared inside these painted walls.
From the first to the last, they played out in front of me. Everywhere I looked there was a memory or milestone we’d been through together.
“What do you think?” Kinley pointed to the three paint swatches on the wall in the living room. “Which color?”
“They all look the same to me.”
“Christian, those are three very distinctive colors.”
“They’re all white, Kins.”
“One is white, the other is off white, and that one is satin white. Can you see the difference now?”
I shook my head, laughing. “No.”
She teased, “Are you color blind?”
I smiled, tugging her toward me. “The only thing I’m blind for is you, sweetness.”
My fingers slid along the island in our kitchen, recalling the first time we stood there after closing on our house. We were so happy, so in love, so fucking consumed with one another.
I gripped onto her ass and lifted her up onto the island. Spreading her legs, I slipped in between them to kiss her neck.
“Christian!” she giggled. “I need to put the groceries away, and then I have to cook dinner.”
“The only thing I’m hungry for is you.”
She giggled again, making my cock twitch at the sound.
