Page 74 of Never Say Never


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He was sweet and tender and everything a woman could ever want while he held me and promised forever.

But the truth sat between us, silent and heavy. Like a silent elephant that shadowed everything.

All the unsaid things.

The way he held back, just a little.

And I know, I know what the shadows are.

Relief.

Relief he’s not tied to me.

Hesitancy at when and where to end it all.

I’ve spoken to a lawyer, not even Maya knows about that. It’s time, I think—no, I have to get away. Find a new job, a new town, maybe.

Anywhere but here.

When Maya knocks on the door—she keeps coming back to check on me—I answer immediately, swinging the door in with an irate huff, I freeze.

It’s not Maya.

And the breath is punched from my lungs and pain so sharp it almost blinds me hits me. Along with the unbearable longing.

Travis.

I look up into his blue eyes, that handsome mouth in a soft smile that’s full of tension, the cold putting color in his cheeks and he looks good, too good, in his winter coat.

My heart stutters at the glossy bag with packages, the paper one that smells so good, and the bunch of flowers that he has in a death grip.

“You weren’t coming to me, so I thought… I thought I’d come to you,” he says, his rich, deep voice sliding over me like velvet.

I want to breathe him in, slide up and bury myself in his arms and absorb his heat, take his scent into my lungs, a scent that smells better than anything I’ve ever smelled before. I want to—

“There’s a reason, Travis.”

He doesn’t ask, he steps in and I’ve no option but to let him enter.

“You’re my wife and it kills me you’re trying to do this alone. I want to be here with you. Come home, please.”

I close my eyes. If he added I need you… If he added I love you… If. If. If.

But he didn’t because I know why he married me and I’m not letting him throw his life away on something he doesn’t want.

“I don’t want to. And your home isn’t mine.”

“Yes, it is. You know that. We—”

“Travis.” I have to stop him before he makes the resolve crumble. “I want a divorce.”

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TRAVIS

A divorce.A fucking divorce.

I stare at her, unsure what to say.

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