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“I love you, Kinley Troy,” he rasped in a devastated tone I’d never forget.
I sucked in a breath, feeling his mouth on the back of my shoulder, as his lips casually glided up to the side of my neck. Softly, he let his lips linger on my skin for a few seconds before he pulled away just enough to trail soft kisses up toward my face.
I couldn’t take it any longer.
His words were killing me, but his touch was destroying me.
I abruptly turned around, faintly pushing him away. His eyes told me he wanted to say so much, though nothing came out.
“We can’t do this anymore, Christian. Last night shouldn’t have happened. It wasn’t our beginning. It was our ending.”
“You’re so full of shit, and you know it.”
I shook my head. “I’m not. Nothing has changed. I can’t give you children.”
“We can adopt, or we can get a surrogate. We can still be a family.”
“I can’t do that to you. Please … try to understand. I’m just trying to do the right thing. I can’t have you resenting me more than you already do.”
“That’s not true.”
“You know it is. I’ve spent the last ten years thinking about that night and what I did to us.”
“Kinley, I asked you to marry me that night too.”
“I know.” I nodded. “But we were young and thought our love would prevail.”
“It still can. All you have to do is walk out of this building with me and never look back.”
I immediately saw it, his eyes glazed over, and his pupils dilated. He leaned over again, caging me in with his arms to rest his forehead on mine.
“Where’s my girl, huh?” He pulled the hair away from my face, staring intently into my eyes.
That did it to me every time.
There was so much emotion behind his gaze. I knew they mirrored mine.
At this point, there was no need for words—we’d said them all.
He grabbed my face in between his hands, caressing my cheeks with his thumbs. Pulling me close to his body, he held me in his arms, and we stayed like that for I didn’t know how long.
I was the first to break the silence. “Our lawyers are inside. They’re waiting for us. We’ve already spent thousands of dollars and months to get here, Christian.”
“It doesn’t mean shit to me, Kinley.” With trembling lips, he added, “All I want is you. I love you. I fucking love you,” against my lips.
“I know.” I held onto his wrists. “I love you too. But sometimes, love just isn’t enough.”
He pulled me into his arms again, wrapping his body around my small frame. It still made me feel so safe, protected, like nothing could ever happen to me if I was in his secure embrace. Moments later, we cried in each other’s arms, mourning everything we ever had together.
Our past.
Our present.
Our love.
For the family I couldn’t give him.
And the future we’d never have.
